Sting

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I want to feel the heat, the
sting that tells me i'm bad.
A smoldering look over my shoulder
and you know i am ready.
Let me feel your dominance, the
strength that tells me i'm yours.

Ass red, waiting for
the sting.
Wet for want of your sweet and
delicious discipline.
Lead me down the path of submission
and i will follow still.

Make it sting.
Hard, deep, slaps against burning cheeks,
i want to be all you desire.
Find your release in me and i will
be yours, wet and tight 'til the
very end.

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