Don’t sugar-coat it
Don’t sugar-coat it
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She invited me
in between those
lettuce wrap cracks
to
RUB
RUB
RUB
until full detonation.
“Slip it in,” she whimpered. “Don’t
be shy.”
I heard her remark,
And slipped it in as if she
were a coin slot.
THRUST.
THRUST.
THRUST.
One good fuck, I thought.
And then we can leave,
forget we ever met,
and make way for
others to slip in extras
and probably
LOVE
them,
two.