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She’s Not My Queen
At this ungodly hour her rapt knocks at my treasure trove breaths out fire, her urge flush hot.In… Continue Reading “She’s Not My Queen”
One, Two, Three
One, Two, Three. You thrust with all your might then it’s over. Why the urgency? Don’t give me two minutes with your fingers twisting at my nipples. Hell, No! That wouldn’t do at all nor will a quick raid on my nether regions. My… Continue Reading “One, Two, Three”
Laments
1. While I was pleasuring you, Time took flight n’ Life pass’d me by. I should have been searching for a lifetime partner – someone to raise a family with. Instead, I was… Continue Reading “Laments”
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