- Erotic Poetry
- Daddy Decides
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Daddy decides my every move,
What I wear, how I groove.
He chooses the position, the hole,
And where to dump his seed, whole.
I'm just a toy in his hands,
Used for his pleasure, his demands.
He decides how rough, how hard,
And how long I'll be scarred.
My mouth hole is his to use,
To gag or breathe, I must choose.
And my tiny asshole, oh so tight,
He can prepare or tear with all his might.
When he's done, he'll decide,
If I'm worth another ride.
Daddy has all the control,
I'm just a puppet on his pole.`
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