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Click hereHe walked inside the door
Coat left forgotten on the chair
Eyes scanning the emptiness
For her
She belonged to him
And there she was, dressed
Keeping up his home
Scrubbing the bathroom floor
On hands and knees
A moment, zipper undone
He knelt behind her, filling her
His one, her one
She cried out
"Not now! Wait until I'm done!"
Her words forgotten as fingers held
Hips in place
And he took what was his
On a magical ride
"Hush, my bitch. I will take you
When and where I wish."
Were words used to fill the void
Between two sweaty bodies
Ramming in, ramming
Battering at her door, insisting upon
And gaining entrance so he would
Be free to make a deposit.
Head back, mouth open as he groans.
Deposit made.
And she is left
To finish scrubbing the floor
Alone.
next time he arrives home to his "belongings", his "belongings" has gone sane and left!
interesting!