It was pathetic how easily you spread your legs for me. But fuck. I loved it. And I sank into your heat just as easily. I tried keeping my distance. Separating myself from-you. You were dangerous for me. Here I am, giving into every urge my body desired. I just can't stop myself.
Chained like a dog to a pole, waiting for me to come out the store with your treats. People stare at you, petting you and calling you a good puppy for waiting for your owner—Coming out the store with your treats in hand, You bark at the sight of me, “Aw,Did my little pup miss me”