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Hair is there for pleasure and care again.
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I do think the hair,
he will last and you will just
carry on pulling


So, dance me always
right to the end of this love
with your loving rough


there is a certain
beauty in symmetrical
hair and hand conjoined


My favourite is
to feel the scalp tingling and
your thrusting entry


bright lights and highlights
and that inexorable
pull back onto you


Sometimes it's lovely
to have things gripped and contained
in another's hands


Here comes the aching
that is just remarkable
I really know it


There is no winner;
it is just fun to play with
hair and other things


There is a true rhythm
to be found in pulled pleasure
some derive from hair


thank you for always
pulling hard in just the right
direction, mister


Glad you let my hair
help you enjoy yourself so
much when you tug it


I love the romance
of stretched locks - the love is so
very explicit


I like the filling
and the forceful feeding on
your eternal need

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DampKittenDampKittenabout 2 months ago

"I love the romance of stretched locks-

the love is so very explicit."

Fantastic line! Curious topic. Sexy imagery!

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