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Dust cloud
2026-06-29
One hundred and seventy-five pounds
of manly thrust
throwing me
flat ass on my back.
A dust cloud
now above my head,
swirling, blustery and blurry.
Has he liberated my chastity
this windy day?
He lies on top of me,
with those lips
would I cherish
forever,
were they mine.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
of manly thrust
throwing me
flat ass on my back.
A dust cloud
now above my head,
swirling, blustery and blurry.
Has he liberated my chastity
this windy day?
He lies on top of me,
with those lips
would I cherish
forever,
were they mine.
COPYRIGHT © Patricia K McCarthy
