Shafted

Pink,
soft,
drenched
with sweat,
enveloping
his shaft,
shut your mouth!
you want it fast?
how about slow?
SLAP!
how does that feel?
you like it don't you,
just like the slow burn
of a match made in hell,
brought together with
the heated scent of
sexy pulsating,
tumescent,
shaft,
take it all,
and love it,
your screams
echo in dreams,
sent reeling and
you cream,
stopping only to breathe
through the thick, wet,
bandanna tied around
your mouth,
are those cuffs to tight?
Good!
AHHHHHH, shuddering climax.
See you next week slave

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