Wednesday, 16 November 2011


She stared with trepidation at the
big dog sitting on the porch, barring her
way, but he just licked her
nervously proferred hand and
let her pass through the half-open door into the
dark hall where his hand
clapped over her mouth and she was
propelled face first against the wall with his
other hand busy at her waist, her heart
pounding as her jeans and her
panties became a hobble round her knees, his
thick fingers finding her wetness and his thumb
brushing her anus as she
arched shamelessly to let him, thinking that the
sign on the gate was wrong and
shouldn’t read “Cave Canem” but
“Cave Virum”.

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1 comment:

  1. Very arousing poem, Cerebus and all (spelling?_