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Thinking what we could have had
I made her sad instead of glad Thinking what the hope might be She chose to go, she chose to flee If I said stay then would she mind? Or seek the love she’ll never find I said come back with no reply I wish I could just know and why She won’t commit to love and then I offered just to be a friend She’ll never know how much I feel To get so close and make it real If it’s not me that wins her heart I tried to go right from the start When she looks back, I hope she sees The one she missed, that one was me |
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 Nicely said... 
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Thx Goldie & KiK! Muchos love to ya!
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Dale..you get out of that car again your going to be red flagged.
 
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Dale..you get out of that car again your going to be red flagged. I can't help it, speaking from the heart... |
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Edited by
2KidsMom
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Sat 06/22/13 05:55 AM
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The Dom. Role.
I woke up.in the mood. Thinking about your getting Out of the car.You cannot do that Without getting the red flag Under caution now.. I will kiss you until I hear you moan I will touch you and pull you And scratch you too. You know you like it, this way too. Me taking you by force And the smell of leather too I buckle all the straps And tight too. I can see your pleasure As the pain takes over you. I can't hear you anymore I'm in my zone..beginning to moan Out of all the sweet soft girls You could have picked. I think you heard the rattle of chains And couldn't resist. Most men chose the soft and sweet Because they want the control Kneeling at their feet But not you..you chose The Dom. To play her role. Your pleasure has become more than the pain Almost uncontrollable Like never before I watch you..amazed..thinking..I'm going to do more  |
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Edited by
Journeyman236
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Sat 06/22/13 06:10 AM
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The Dom. Role. I woke up.in the mood. Thinking about your getting Out of the car.You cannot do that Without getting the red flag Under caution now.. I will kiss you until I hear you moan I will touch you and pull you And scratch you too. You know you like it, this way too. Me taking you by force And the smell of leather too I buckle all the straps And tight too. I can see your pleasure As the pain takes over you. I can't hear you anymore I'm in my zone..beginning to moan Out of all the sweet soft girls You could have picked. I think you heard the rattle of chains And couldn't resist. Most men chose the soft and sweet Because they want the control Kneeling at their feet But not you..you chose The Dom. To play her role. Your pleasure has become more than the pain Almost uncontrollable Like never before I watch you..amazed..thinking..I'm going to do more  
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Very nice I enjoyed
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Thanks Pkh!
 
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@tazzo
Thanks dude! The Clown helped alot too
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@tazzo Thanks dude! The Clown helped alot too Thank youuuusss.
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Oh my.
And all just..words.
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Oh my. And all just..words. Bite... ((( Soufie)))) 
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She has quite a way with words don't she!
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Oh my. And all just..words. Bite... ((( Soufie)))) Bite2 :-) |
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Edited by
2KidsMom
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Thu 06/27/13 01:48 PM
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My Lion.
He is Certain. Beware of his Roar.He considers his find,worthy like Gold. That he would fight for,Ten Fold. But easy to make purrr... I can see him in the reflection.He likes to watch too. I know what he is coming in here for, as my robe hits the floor. He starts by touching me slowly,knowing I will want more. He kisses me and moves in me,till I can't take anymore. He says he likes to fill me up,before I walk out the door. As I come back,I can already hear his Roar.  |
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Edited by
2KidsMom
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Thu 06/27/13 09:08 PM
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Rambling is good for my Soul.
Thank you ((( journeyman))) for letting me share this space.  OK...I'm going to title this.... While He Sleeps He is covered with his sheet only. He likes it this way. I can see he is starting to dream. Half of the dream is pure white with angel wings Half of the dream is hoofed and tailed with pointed horns The red and white begin to mesh I can see it tingles and goosebumps his flesh I can see a smile turning up at the corners of his mouth One side of him desires the good The other side of him, Desires the evil.  |
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