On Land...IV

Pictured her biting her lower lip ‘til it bled
As he hiked up her skirts revealing her bear flesh
Forcing her against the brick wall using his hands,
Cupped around her bare thighs to support her weight
His shirt was always off so he could press his bear
Chest to hers as he had his way, ravaging her
Like the pirate he was, not rape, ravage
Sweet surrendering to his will. Soft moans

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