Tied and Fucked

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Tied and Fucked by my lover
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In bed, the covers on the floor,
He ties my hands, I ask for more.
Soft and silky, I can't move,
His touch, it makes my heart groove.

Tied down, vulnerable, feeling exposed,
What will he do, only he knows.
His smile shows he's ready to play,
With trust and love, we find our way.

He ties my ankles, one by one,
Leaving me open, ready for fun.
His hand on my knee, I yearn for more,
But he teases and leaves me wanting for sure.

Standing tall, he gazes at me,
Already huge, eager to plea.
But first, he comes for a kiss,
Passionate and deep, pure bliss.

His lips trail down, leaving a mark,
As I arch up, my desires spark.
A whimper escapes, a sound of delight,
He takes his time, keeping me in sight.

Exploring my body, his hands roam,
Making me shiver, no place left alone.
A finger between my legs so sweet,
I'm wet, I'm ready, my heart skips a beat.

But he holds back, his touch he stops,
Savoring my longing, his pleasure tops.
He puts his fingers to my lips,
I suck and lick, my hunger he equips.

His mouth finds my clit, a gentle tease,
I'm lost in pleasure, I'm at ease.
Whispers escape, begging for more,
He fucks me with his fingers, the pleasure so raw.

I've come thrice, a wreck at his will,
Unable to move, unable to spill.
He decides when it's time to proceed,
He kisses me deeply, my taste he needs.

He strokes his cock, wet with my desire,
He makes me wait, sets my heart on fire.
Then finally, he enters me whole,
Feeling his head, deep within my soul.

Moans escape, I grip him tight,
He fucks me hard, with all his might.
I want to move, to hold him near,
But tied down, I surrender my fear.

His thrusts grow faster, harder to bear,
My body responds with soft moans in the air.
He pounds into me, full of desire,
Marking his worth, setting me on fire.

He releases inside, a throb so intense,
I'm his, his pleasure, his recompense.
He lies on me, his weight now light,
Undoing the knots, ending our night.

In thanks, I kiss him with all my might,
No words are needed, he got it right.
The best I've ever had, he made me see,
Bound and begging, his love sets me free.

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