Night Doing

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love in perspective
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melimelissa
melimelissa
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There is pain every night, and it greets
Me like the longest, lost friend;
It grips me tightly between sheets,
And keeps me awake to the end
Of the dark. When the dawn shakes me from
The grip and the ache and the hurt;
I know it will be back 'fore long;
So, I wait nervously, and I skirt
Each hour for signs that the auld
Acquaintance will soon be renewed;
I feel a twinge, then the bold
Stabbing torment is back. I am screwed.
So, I write about wonderful screwing
And the wish that that was my night doing...

melimelissa
melimelissa
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melimelissamelimelissa9 months agoAuthor

We submissives are better at acceptance than resentment - smiles - thanks for the link

verbiage55verbiage559 months ago

I know the feeling...

However, I described response with more dismay and resentment than you have...

https://literotica.com/p/la-petite-mort-12

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