by Delia Watterson She knew not to say why, As she watched all the watchful eyes, two forced her to show what she tries to hide. Ears alert because they hoped she would confide, for her to pick a…
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The Beast with Two Backs
by Delia Watterson Innocence strips to a thong, Gold reveals itself to be plastic, This game we all play. Tinkle of ice in glass, play and seduction. Rubber gloves handle the ooze, Perspiration beading on bouncing bosoms, The beast…
