Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Don't Ask. Just Go

Come into my room
Bind my hands
Blind my fears
Turn me on

Hold me down
Take in down
Stuff my mouth
Hide the sound

Hold my ankles
Kiss my hips
Bite down on my lips

Split lip
Good dreams
Pull my hair
Please, don't care
I'll make it look like fight
Just to get you off right

No, really, I promise I'm tight
Just go

I need to know that you are mean
I need something other than how we've been
Pull
Bite
Lick
Grip
Grab
Slap
Thrust for my trust
Show it to me in your lust

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