-No Holds Barred (Part 1)-
Cuffs dangling in hand;
Whipped cream can on the table.
I want you to take me,
and I know your more than able.
From that look in your eyes,
you wanna start a fight;
That sexual kind,
thats gonna last all night.
You walk up to me
and grab a handful of hair.
You pull my head back,
and into my eyes you stare.
The cuffs go on,
like the crack of a whip.
You undo your belt
and begin to strip.
You tell me I am yours,
and that you are in control;
So I drop to my knees
and off my tongue your manhood rolls.
You grab the whipped cream,
and dispense it on my nipples.
While you go down on me,
I feel my body ripple.
Hands still cuffed,
our bodies bang hard;
This pleasure cant be beat,
because its no holds barred...
To be continued...
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