Half past nine
Our hotel reservation is in vain
My knees ache a little
You drive me insane
All I wanted for our anniversary
Was fine dining and a show of mercy,
But I find myself on the cold ground
With my mouth overflowing with your tangy cum..
My serena William dress lies all torn
My gucci purse and shoes
Have met the same fate
I look up in your eyes
And it testifies
Our years of togetherness
I still light a breathless fire in you,
And IM still craved like IM young and new
IM carried off piggyback
My tag heur watch slips down
My chesnut hair tumbles
On your slim strong behind
My weeping cunt trembles
at the imminent betrayal..
Il cry out loud
Take me whenever you can
Just make me feel this wanted
A million hotel reservations
can,then go simply unheeded..
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