A Damsel In Distress
The click of the lock
The turn of the key
My palm on his cock
The moan of our kiss
I heard the fall of his belt on the floor
For a moment I forgot I am poor
"This is why you are my favorite"
He said as he sank into me in the dead of the night
For him, it was a passionless adventure of just cooling off
For me, it was an anticipated emotional and passionate adventure not just for cooling off
I am not an Operating System
But he saved my number as OS-3
How do I make him understand
I no longer want to be seen as an Oloso by him?
©ABSOL
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