My thoughts before

My thoughts before

It’s funny how my thoughts before something happens are so different….

My thoughts before

No, no, no!
No touching
No fingers down below
No clutching

Well, those were my thoughts before
That was before
and somewhere in the middle
we ended up on the floor
I couldn't remember what I thought before
Nope, not anymore
That was before
the interference of a bottle

Right in the middle
I thought to myself: "This damsel
is like this animal
A lioness!
Out to undress
Out to devour me

Right in the middle
I cursed that bottle
Oh no, that's right
I didn't curse the bottle that night
I cursed her, over and over
For this takeover

Was it a takeover?
I couldn't even analyze it
Because her fucking mouth was on my clit!

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