The Pirate

It begins with a laughter
A smile creeps over her face
As she sees his manhood strain against purple lace
Today his ass will not be the same after
Nipple clamps tighten
His breathing becoming frighten
Her smiling red lips
And hands grip tight upon his hips
As she is after treasure
And will plunder his booty for her pleasure
Each thrust of her sword goes deep
At first he weeps
Then tears turn to moans
As he rocks in unison
Begging for more
Like a wanton whore
Yearning to be taken
His place he is learning
And she is just beginning

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