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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required When you placed your hands on the littles ones thigh, When they saw your shadow in stead of theirs, When they glanced up at you, adoration and want radiating from their eyes, There goes your rotten mind misinterpreting that, Oh how could the little one know that your heart rested a lewd demon, When you offered them a place to seat, Your laps feel like steel, But the little one doesn't complain, You have the kindest heart for bearing their weight, When your hot breath behind their neck make them shudder, Your eyes crinkled, the game just got easier, The little one felt a bulge underneath her skirt, Did the kind man have a rock in his pocket? She wondered, Oh if she could see how lust filled your gaze, she would flee, Your evil hands ventured far deep, beyond her thighs you were destined to be, The little one gasped, Her little head turning so her innocent eyes could see yours, You saw as tears welled up in her eyes, Her quivering lips and face full of plea made you retreat, "Ruin her, ruin her, the devil's murmur you began to hear" Your face turned dark, Your evil hands on her supple skin groped all it could feel, The little one trembled and plead, The burns she felt were too much for one being, All she wanted was a seat at the beginning, Your grunts and groans were like a thousand stones pounding her ear drums, You made the loudest moan and it came to an end, Oh how you ruined God's beloved.
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