Her Lust Burns

"Don’t you just love it when her hunger spills over ?"

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Her lust burned

as I returned

she concealed

my dripping prize

with satin gloves

between her thighs

A bratty smile

A devilish grin

our eyes locked

now the games begin

Denying arms

tied up tight

legs spread wide

my bound delight

la Kajira

my devoted soul

Knowing my needs

her curvaceous display

in heavenly white

my delicious art

Majestic as she is

I shall

ravage

ruin

and

claim

this sculpture

of pure aphrodisia

molding her flesh

with my massiveness

Published 1 year ago

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