#369) Play Me As I Lay

Sometimes I want to roll-up like an armadillo
on a tight fetal ball, so as to protect my soft insides.
The trouble with this is that my ass is still exposed,
a fact you take full advantage of with discipline.

Sometimes I want to hug myself for joy, roll around on the bed,
luxuriate in contentment with you, with us, with life.
The trouble with this is that you often only see me
as a sex object to fuck around with.

(I do not mind at all being your sex object. It entails sex and it entails being yours.)

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