It started out as anyother day but different...worse
The thought of the sin of pleasure is sure to happen To me
Justifying is the key
A sudden urgent need
No turning back
Thats not an option
Actions are part of the needed procedures
Touching
Feeling embraced
Yet degraded
Satisfaction is the key for him
But greed was the objective
The simple instinct of a man
Clothes rip
And so does my heart
Bare flesh makes him excited
Entering the forbidden fruit he at first tasted
But tasting wasnt the problem
The rythmatic thrusts became his hobby
Sweat dripping like rain
Grunts and moans was his thunder
Staring into the sun was my lighting
Biting my lip savagely
As he defiled me like an animal
Blood began to appear between my legs
Oozing onto the sheet
It didnt stop
He didnt either...
 
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