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Your cock. My ass.

I assume this is what you wanted,
but I’m not sure I have the words.

I don’t know if I can adequately explain
just how much I missed you
or how badly
I wanted to feel you inside me.
Again.
And again.

I’m not certain if you realized
how strongly I was willing my body
to let you in,
or how easily
you make me open up.

I’m doubtful that you know
how anxious I get
when it’s been so long,
or how worried I become,
thinking you’ll have changed
into someone I don’t remember.

And so I should confess
that in my delight
I wasn’t thinking much
about your cock.

I probably didn’t notice
just how deep you were hitting me.
I was a bit caught up in
how deeply you’ve impacted me
since we met.

I doubt I acknowledged
how stretched I must have been
to allow you inside.
I think I was preoccupied
with how far we’ve come,
and how much farther
I want to go.

So if you wanted me to write about
your cock in my ass,
I’m sorry I can’t think of what to say.

Categories: BDSM Dating Relationships Sex

Miss Skaro

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