Smaller derrieres


The trouble with a treasure is: it won't stay in the box,
When you stroke it and caress it, like a cunning, urbane fox,
Who has devoured all the garbage; and now wants to delight
In a bottom that tops others, whenever it's in sight:
In the mind and in the memory (of how your hands caressed
A bottom winning prizes that you'd not award, but blessed:
The smaller derriere with your calloused hands - you rock,
When the trouble treasured tushy is so enticing for Sir's cock
Given your disposition and your penetrating prose
Chugging off to Chattanooga, as you divest me of clothes;
Now we're getting quite surreal and I accept your confusion,
But the trouble with a treasure is: it is simply illusion.

Méli

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The trouble with a treasure is: it won't stay in the box,
When you stroke it and caress it, like a cunning, urbane fox,
Who has devoured all the garbage; and now wants to delight
In a bottom that tops others, whenever it's in sight:
In the mind and in the memory (of how your hands caressed
A bottom winning prizes that you'd not award, but blessed:
The smaller derriere with your calloused hands - you rock,
When the trouble treasured tushy is so enticing for Sir's cock
Given your disposition and your penetrating prose
Chugging off to Chattanooga, as you divest me of clothes;
Now we're getting quite surreal and I accept your confusion,
But the trouble with a treasure is: it is simply illusion.

Méli

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"It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life.
Where you stumble, there lies your treasure."

Joseph Campbell

But my treasure is your bottom.
Chattanooga if you please.
 
Acceptance

I'm not sure I should accept a lift:
For you may find I only exist
To pleasure your prick
As you're driving it
Into my mouth, once you risk...

Pulling me onto your lap,
Having given my bottom a slap,
Pulled little shorts off my hips
Fondled the cutest young tits,
Before coming in me. Your mishap!

This causes issues for some leatherettes,
Since intrusive fingers get me wet,
So, I will crouch in your lap
As you fill my small crack,
With a cock so huge, it's the biggest yet;

I'm tight - so I'm easily wrecked,
Even when I am thoroughly prepped:
Daddy's awfully fond
Of his cute, little blonde
He gifts cock, I so should not accept

Méli

tight pussy, little shorts, small crack, existing for my pleasure, thrusting in your mouth, . . .

You give your daddy such pleasure Missy.
 
I've been told my small bottom endears
And ensures that there will be some tears,
When daddy thanks
My allure with harsh spanks,
Before his cock stand disappears...

I'd wonder just where it goes,
But I am quite aware after blows
That do make me ache
He must penetrate
as I tingle from my head to toes...

Méli
That small bottom, the tears, my cock that disappears in your vagina, . . .

You make your Daddy proud.
 
tight pussy, little shorts, small crack, existing for my pleasure, thrusting in your mouth, . . .

You give your daddy such pleasure Missy.
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My pussy seeks to serve; it won't assume
Any existence, bar the one decreed
By He who knows, and always calls the tune,
I am aware vicissitudes exceed
The wishes of this girl, that he selects.
(That's me!) desiring my cute briefs descend;
He finds my small derriere makes him erect,
And, as this forces needs, He can't offend
My lower back and shy bum when exposed:
They're disciplined intensely, as approved,
The night before, when Sir filled up my mind:
Disposed to fuck my throat, and thus renew
Lurid aspirations that weren't unkind,
Or even cruel; just deviously designed.

Méli
 
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That small bottom, the tears, my cock that disappears in your vagina, . . .

You make your Daddy proud.
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I make my daddy proud to mark my stern,
Once he has gripped my panties in his hands
And pulled them clear so flesh can take its turn
To be re-ordered just as Master planned;

He doodled on his blotter: thought of tears
That trickle down my cheeks when he's too rough;
Why should he have to bother with my fears,
When I'm bothered already - that is enough;

He needs to think, of course of higher things,
And rides my well filled-cunt until he'll come,
Not thinking of the depths, where his sperm springs,
Once he's determined his pleasure is done;

Some may conclude our coupling's apposite;
It's best when daddy fucks me through the night.

Méli
 
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