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Leisurely moves to cup my chin;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though the
world doesn’t stand
Upon my slender shoulders.
When Your hand,
Slowly moves to confine my breast;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though I am in Your world.
The only one on Your mind.
When Your hand,
Captures and pinches my nipples;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though a tiny vice has
Latched itself on my nipples.
When Your hand,
Tugs upon the taunt little buds;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though I am Yours to take.
I give myself up to You.
When Your hand,
Slowly slithers down my tummy;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though a soft, velvet glove
Has been fitted upon You.
When Your hand,
Reaches the apex of my thighs;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though tiny bolts of bliss
Are shooting through my middle.
When Your hand,
Slowly strokes that taunt, little bud;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though a stormy ocean
Is showering over me.
When Your hand,
Slides Your cock over my wet slit;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though the world is ending.
Sparks are drizzling over me.
When Your cock,
Fills my tight, hot, wet, little hole;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though my hearts been received.
That You accept me, Your slut.
When Your voice,
Commands me to abide by You;
Your gentle caress, makes me feel
As though my world is complete.
Because You, are my Master.
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