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SPANK
If we might
An early night
Satin, perfume
Candlelight
Time to touch
Eyes to fall
Leather black
Flesh to crawl
Corsets tight
Silk clipped thighs
Painted lips
Shadowed eyes
Tongues to lick
Teeth to bite
Nails long
Heels high
Ankles bound
Across the knee
A riding crop
A stinging bee
With every rise
The wait
The fall
A moan
A cry
The gaging ball
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