Worship 2


     		The concrete wall 
     		rough. scraping 
     		my knuckles protecting 
     		her nipples from 
     		the muck. 
     		Thrust, meld, 
     		lift, fuck, 
     		faster. 
     		she smiled 
     		and whispered 
     		o'er her shoulder 
 
                     Master.. 






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