Poem, Authoritarian, BDSM, Domination/submission, Erotica, Female solo, Masturbation, Toys
she loves her vegetables for her Master.
She has a case of cucumber love,
Every night it is the same,
Once her daughters are off in bed,
She brings her silent lover to her room.
Naked she lays on her back,
Her knees are up and gravity has her ankles,
Her face twist in sweet ecstasy and she sighs,
With a steady plunge her cool lover enters.
She loves it and enjoys it,
After she is sweaty from climax she will call,
Master loves to know she has done as He says,
She craves to hear He is pleased.
She hopes He will say what she wants to hear,
Tonight put a big one in the freezer,
She strokes the end over her clit,
Knowing the feel is even sweeter.
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