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Black lace falls down
hourglass curves beginning to
form with growing breasts
perking its grapefruit pink
nipples under grape soda
satin no longer hiding
her strapless bra with
matching hip tied thongs
letting brute hands feel
quivers from her body
moving down his shaft
after he makes her
buttercup eyes budge wildly
in submission to his
threats while he's yanking
tendrils escaping her once
upswept raisin brown hair
harder to feel her
trembling lips leave her
pouty full mouth crying
before tasting salty skin
whimpering with every touch
killing her soul from
years of bent up
rage towards her grandfather
as he gives her
a lesson on how
women should act under
men's power.