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winding and binding
Stroking her legs
his hands do linger
winding the rope
with skilled fingers
her breasts he binds
with beautiful knots
her hands he takes
clicks and locks
he wraps the rope
between her legs
she lies so still
upon the bed
he stands and sighs
admires and lusts
she lies so still
with bonded trust
erotic, aroused,
senses heightened
a little nervous
but not frightened
He flicks and licks
and pinches her breasts
his lustful marks
her skin impressed
She is his pleasure
Delicious delight
He is her life
Day and night
his hands do linger
winding the rope
with skilled fingers
her breasts he binds
with beautiful knots
her hands he takes
clicks and locks
he wraps the rope
between her legs
she lies so still
upon the bed
he stands and sighs
admires and lusts
she lies so still
with bonded trust
erotic, aroused,
senses heightened
a little nervous
but not frightened
He flicks and licks
and pinches her breasts
his lustful marks
her skin impressed
She is his pleasure
Delicious delight
He is her life
Day and night
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