Guard Dog’s Fury
- Apr 30
- 1 min read
By Corey A.D.
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Bulldagger, staring daggers,
at the sludge upon the ground.
Her lez has their legs
covered in it's slurry.
The dirt stains and drowns
calves covered by their gown.
It's less like they let it happen
and more like they don't share her fury.
Fury-filled dyke has her dyad
but what graces her lips is a frown.
Since mud leers but never learns
That they are taken and a lezzy.
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