the hardest part was watching it happen
the glee in his eyes
his cock stiff as it had ever been
the way my three and a half year old
was allowed to tease it for him as he bathed her
how happy he looked
how expectant
wishy wishy washy went
his prick in her little ripples
prissy cunt he called me
his voice echoing around the plush tiled bathroom as I
hid behind our bedroom door unable to
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Hard emotionally to read this...personal baggage comes up. good to expose this, tho, and a good poem.
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