- Erotic Poetry
- Cockwarming Him
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cock warming him while he plays his game
His focus on the game,
I'm just a source of heat.
Desperate, needy, completely soaked,
Trying not to move my feet.
As he calls me names,
Slapping and biting with glee.
Whispering cruel taunts,
In the ear of a dumb whore like me.
When the frustration grows,
He takes me deep and rough.
Whispering threats of exposure,
As I cry and huff.
With his headset on my ears,
I hear their degrading voices.
I whine, I cry, I cum,
In a chorus of painful choices.
But still I stay,
Cockwarming him in the night.
Overstimulated, crying,
But unable to fight.
For he is the master,
And I am his slut.
Bound to his will,
No matter how much I'm cut.
So I'll endure the pain,
And the shame that it brings.
Cockwarming him,
While he plays his game and sings.
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