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The Trip

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A trip of pleasure
It all started slow
You was feeling low
I took you in hand
Then laid you in the sand

Slowly I wrapped you in rope
You struggle with no hope
Your heart begins to race
As the whip touches your face

The waves in the surf crash
Tears of pleasure with the first lash
Chill bumps on your body appear
Moans I start to hear

The sunrise now shines bright
My finger feels you tight
I gently rub the pain away
I want you to remember this day

Eyes closed you give yourself to me
Pleasurable as it can be
From deep in your core
You beg for more

Just then you realize
Surprised at the size
This is only the very first day
We have a week to play

Enjoy your island vacation
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