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Little Princess

Candy cane sweetness,
street walker
sin.
Everyone sees the innocence
but I see deep within.
You're a whore
for the right man.
I see you, little princess,
face covered in cum, tongue
thrashing wildly to taste as much as
possible.
I've heard your words,
perversions made more exciting
by the speaker.
I've seen you lay on a bed
back arched in a strange way
so you could suck a dick
and still feel fingers on your pussy.
I've seen and heard all you've done,
experienced it.
That's why I smile when I see you.
Do the others know, do they suspect?
Hell no, how could they?
They see what you want them to,
Little Princess.

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