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I'Ve Been a Naughty Girl -Mature-
My dress unzipped, it falls with ease and puddles at my feet, Without a word I'm on my knees I'm shivering, despite the heat A magnetism will unfurl Pulsing between our skin, I know I've been a naughty girl I await a fitting discipline Your hand, it fists around my hair My head pulled back to see, that though your intent scares me, it doesn't flaw your beauty You bark commands to please you, though the pleasure isn't mine You can't deny the fire and ice racing up my spine The buckle of your belt, undone Should be a warning sound But everything you make me do Keeps my knees to the ground You tease because you're so sure I can take it, but I cant I beg and plead for you to stop My pleasure, you won't grant Your name plays on repeat between my gasps and panting cries I cannot bear the contrast Your hot mouth on my cold thighs And just as I sense heaven's near You fill me, violently But I wont fight and I wont scream Your pleasure belongs to me.
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