PLAYTHING

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Pushed
Into the room
The men applauded in the gloom
Naked
She spun around
Not one of them made a sound
Slowly
They moved toward
All of them came forward
Surrounded
Clawing finger tips
Then covering tasting with their lips
Taken
Each hole filled
She came and came they were so skilled
Exhausted
They moved away
She knew she’d return another day

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