61: Your Neck; My Desires

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"My lips,
On your neck.

My teeth,
Grazing your flesh.

My hand,
Around your neck, squeezing firmly but gently, not to hurt you.

My tongue against your neck,
The last thing to get you on the edge.
Let your Master do his work,
While I caress your body,
Teasing every nerve on your canvas.

Your neck;
My desires."

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