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Please share me
pass me around,
please share me
holding me down

binding my wrists
blindfolded eyes
start to undress me
one stitch at a time;

Please share me
each pair of hands
sliding across me
under my clothes

opening, lifting
peeling away
layer from layer
making me play,

intimate journeys
stripped to the skin
naked, exposed
this uncovering,

spreading my limbs
tasting my sins
slipping inside me
spreading me thin;

Please share me
one at a time
in front of their eyes
waiting in line;

Please share me
brought to the brink
over and over
releasing within,

hold me,
hold me,
holding me down
don’t let me go
turn me around,
each one
inside me
a different way
two at a time
keep me restrained
making me
swallow
making me
suck
making me
come
making me
fuck.

Please share me
filling my senses
please share me
filling my thighs,

Please share me
with many more men
stripping me naked
again and again.

© Emmaleela