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Rough

I like it rough,
I whisper into his ears.

Sending me in a state of euphoria,
As he plunges deeper and deeper
Bringing me to my end.

His hands suddenly pierces
into my wrist
Blood gushing out,
yet giving me
the pleasurable shivers.

His tongue working me to perfection
scratches my safe haven
sending me into ecstasy.

His teeth grazing my neck,
finding my weak spot,
making me moan softly.

Suddenly, he bites into my neck
sucking my blood to his satisfaction
which turned me into a goner.

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