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Tree house
My sick adult tree house...
My fortress of filth..
Every self-indulgent vice you want to do twice.
Without judgment or blame for where this fetish came.
Or where the lines are drawn between erotic and pain
Naughty or insane
That's right, it all can be tried..
Twice if you like.
In my palace of x rated, chemically treated, anything goes...
Whatever perverted pleasure you want to fuck, smoke, or stuff up your nose...
Come play whatever, when whatever goes and nobody knows.
My fortress of filth..
Every self-indulgent vice you want to do twice.
Without judgment or blame for where this fetish came.
Or where the lines are drawn between erotic and pain
Naughty or insane
That's right, it all can be tried..
Twice if you like.
In my palace of x rated, chemically treated, anything goes...
Whatever perverted pleasure you want to fuck, smoke, or stuff up your nose...
Come play whatever, when whatever goes and nobody knows.
Published 19th Mar 2013
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