I used to feel safe when you held me, Now all there is left is anxiety. The tears that flow aren't from a hard spank, But because your affection for me has shrank. I cannot win, even when I try. I end up useless in your eyes. Bruised and battered, a fuckdoll broken From devastating words you've chosen. There is little thrill, instead there's fear Of what you'll do to me here. I don't
from Lush Stories - latest Sex Stories https://ift.tt/2LPCYsr
0 comments:
Post a Comment