Hard at work.
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Posted:Jun 6, 2013 5:16 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2013 1:26 pm
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Let me use the phone,
a message of when you get home.
How I greet you at the door
a personal sweet willing .
Take you pants down, leave your shoes;
my mouth knows what to do.
You have been hard at work today
time to blow job it away.
Look and see my skirt so sweet
as your cock passes my teeth
Bare lust, bare breasts
Think as you sit at your desk.
Know I sit, waiting here
Come home to my care.
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You Fucker. Fuck You.
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Posted:Jun 6, 2013 4:53 am
Last Updated:Jun 8, 2013 2:49 pm
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How dare you leave me here, my mind is messy, my soul left bare.
Go away, leave me, living not dead. The distance you are, severs the thread.
My pallet of colour has run dry.
Memories smear through the crystals made, my tear.
How hot my mind, yet my body cold. Stirring the heat you hold, control.
The miles are many and you hold another.
Who cares of your other lover? I do.
You Fucker. Fuck You.
Hold her tight, I know, our talk is free. Do you know the cost to me?
You have both Im left with none, until your holiday is done.
When you return, my rainbow brush is restored
to paint pictures for you, my adored.
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Kept or free slut?
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Posted:Jun 6, 2013 1:32 am
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2013 9:24 pm
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Chained, dressed to be fondled, to be fucked, forced to stay.
He approaches, she knows she has been stolen, now she will be taken.
By Him: who comes, pleased at what is found, the capture of a wild free slut.
Resistance is useless, it makes Him harder to see her caught, chained. He would own her, a sexual slave. His toy, cunt, bitch, sweet girl, His . Teach her, bend to his bidding.
His cock ached. As did is hand, flogger and cain to touch skin, lift her hem.
To bind her further, spread eagled, available, viewed, owned by Him.
No long a free slut, rather His kept .
She see him coming forward, she stands still mind wheeling, cunt clenching. Captured or should she fight? Make him use his force on and in her. Let her wildness out, a display of token denial. A caging of care, standing still, accepting.
The answer He gives, easily read, action speak louder than words.
Fingers, hand across her lips.
SILENCE, the word said, thick blindfold slipped on.
She feels her arms pulled back, bound. A kindness, a kink. Pressure releived by her buttons stripped open, breast released. Her exposure to the air, to His view.
He pulls both nipples out, a tug, a test.
Mute she stands. The ankle is freed.
Second word is said,
WALK
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Stretch me Daddy.
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Posted:Jun 5, 2013 9:56 pm
Last Updated:Sep 10, 2015 4:15 pm
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Stretch me Daddy, what do you see?
Open me, use and used. Slut over knee.
Can you see enough to spy,
deep enough as I lie.
Insert your finger, fuck or toy.
His slut! A man, not a boy.
Pull my cheeks open, hard.
Daddy Im willing, look further I plead.
Use your touch, torch, the grip
The exposure leaves my cunt to drip.
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Torn White
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Posted:Jun 5, 2013 9:38 pm
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2015 5:50 pm
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Let me bend over, put it on show
What you are missing
What you have seen before, know.
Let me willing, offer tight holes
To be stretched, fucked, no bars hold
Used me, then force me
Then leave me; alone
Let me stand tall, a new white is worn
The fluid of cum, a streaming veil
I stand alone, my own white torn
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Stretched.
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Posted:Jun 4, 2013 7:27 pm
Last Updated:Jun 5, 2013 4:56 pm
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Tug at my tits.
Hold them,
bind down.
Stretch them as you do my soul.
Pull at my heart,
a twin tug of hidden pangs.
Stretch them slowly,
Let me feel the pull.
From deep within
let my secrets spill.
Talk to me
as your hand controls
of why this effects me so.
That only from you
can I endure.
Why the clasps reach in
and take more,
than whats held in their claw
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This is your Cock.
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Posted:Jun 4, 2013 5:59 pm
Last Updated:Jul 5, 2013 4:14 am
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Let me introduce myself Read on if you dare.
This is your Cock speaking: Remember, one mouth, two ears.
You will get to know me, Very well indeed,
On your back, bent over Any way I please.
I am your Cock. You know that now: I can see your cunt lips swell.
Don't deny what you know is true
Bend over my slut, You will learn my cue
Introduction, inspection. Fucking. Good slut maybe affection.
But how rude. My name you now know.
Your own?
I did not tell You, you are me, under a spell.
My desire, my self, one flesh and bone
My slut, my , my goddess who roams.
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International Intercourse
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Posted:Jun 4, 2013 8:24 am
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2013 6:47 pm
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You fly out again, how long will you be gone.
Visit Miss Texas, Miss Virgin Isle
Miss Perth, and Miss Tron.
Miss Tron?, now that sounds wrong.
Not your international beat at all.
Home to a Kiwi style of .
Happy with clothes, nude in heaven
Shoes optional, diamonds a given.
Yet he knew in this Miss Tron girl
was a little gem, a pearl
Born nude and grown with sun kisses.
Beware the other Misses;
Miss Tron is getting deeper,
He is thinking shes the keeper.
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Seal the lips (peg the cunt).
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Posted:Jun 4, 2013 3:52 am
Last Updated:Jun 4, 2013 12:03 pm
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As much as she can, she will push the rules.
Be her natural minx, the vixon, the bitch
on heat. All the time.
It excites, it hot, its fucking rude!
Now she lays before you, stripped naked, nude.
No tease now, gagged with her bra.
This time the push when too far,
Capture her nipple,
hard, tight and little.
On heat, oh yes. His hand on her butt
a spanking deserved for this little slut.
Pegs on her cunt that will make her stop
Tears from cheeks begin to drop.
It could almost be missed, the sorry said
softly, after her deep loving kiss.
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Pull down the zipper
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Posted:Jun 4, 2013 3:25 am
Last Updated:Jul 5, 2013 4:13 am
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You know you can, its what Dolly likes.
Let you see, the hidden delights
which are kept under her vest.
Dolly doing her naughty best.
You reach out and pull down little
Today do you see a nipple?
She such a tease, pretty in red
Naughty baby will get hers in bed.
When all of her will be bared
Matching panties, not spared.
MUSE TWO.
Pull down the zipper.
Its what you see, when you think of her
Hot red vision and spots before your eyes.
Offering herself, it makes you hotter
The red brighter, breasts closer.
Love is blind, passion creates concussion.
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Who holds my hair?
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Posted:Jun 2, 2013 11:18 pm
Last Updated:Oct 29, 2013 3:19 pm
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Holds it tight, lifts it from my nape, give a wee bite.
Holds in a pony tail, his hand held tight against my hair.
Holds it, lifts it high, You are mine, his soft sigh
Holds tight my hair, one single grasp, other hand free, to feel.
Holds me still, one hand only, while the other dances, soft prances -
Holds my head, his grip; the guide to how deep inside
Holds hair, my breathe, my soul.
Holds command of my face,unmasked, who I am.
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A professional woman
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Posted:Jun 2, 2013 8:42 pm
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2013 3:09 pm
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She knows her job, a professional woman she is.
Has men under her spell.
The skill honed sharp from a natural sexual well.
Available day or night, as long as you have booked into
the special, maid serviced room.
Tell her what to do, shes sexy, damn hot:
Bend over, over there, near the bed, show me you have got.
I'm going to fuck open every hole.
She hardens him, in cock and soul. He pounds her hard,
she will pay Be obedient, willing to his way.
Absorb his cock, sweat and cum
offer her mouth, cunt and bum.
She can take all he has and more
A talent, a skill, a common .
Make him hard, and hard again
Third time, extra half inch, on the end.
A professional, with skill honed for pleasure,
The special maid service for your leisure.
She comes with the room, a special fuck doll
No thing barred, any thing goes.
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Male climax and me.
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Posted:Jun 2, 2013 3:42 pm
Last Updated:Jun 3, 2013 11:50 am
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Some men shudder, convulse silently.
All through their body and me,
is a deep body muscle wave.
It takes their voice away.
Others whimper, a soft kind of sound
A deflation of body, let down
Its not a bang, more a pop
All body function instantly stops.
The men who entire soul of fire
searing hot, he vocalises his desire.
Speaking of lust of me, its out,
Climaxing, long hard with a shout.
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