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She Shot me

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There’s a gun in your mouth
But I’m not afraid
Because when you shoot me
It’s with bullets of kisses and
Caresses protected in your fur coat

You fire me with ardor
And pleasure in my Arcadia
I fall to the floor
In a pool of euphoria
You are my predator
And I am your mania

But I never want to escape
Your shooting love
Just keep firing
Your bullets of lust
Until I am entirely yours.

Now there’s a gun between your legs

but I will say nothing else
I give up
and I’m at your mercy
you have my permission
Forever and always.

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Antonio Segovia, MD.
Antonio Segovia, MD.

Written by Antonio Segovia, MD.

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