You are dripping wet…

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A poem about my past kinky playing
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I’m chained to your desk,
and you are my boss.
Your legs covered in stockings,
high heels you love to pose.
Swiveling in your chair wet pussy
in the air dripping wet running everywhere.
You pull me towards you,
I’m hard sitting there.
Ready for intercourse your way.
Finishing deep in your pussy,
You are dripping wet,
and I am dripping sweat.
Still wet are ready to pound away.

From my days at a banking job with a kinky boss in the late 90’s in Arizona.
Most of the people I worked around were total office sluts including myself.
more to cum…

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