It's been 5 months since I left you standing on our doorstep. Our daughter on your hip, she couldn't understand why you were crying. I remember you explaining to her that Daddy was going to be gone for a while and that it made you sad, but that I would come home just as soon as I helped get the bad guys.
We both knew that she didn't understand and that the burden of explaining where I was, day after day, would fall on your shoulders. I remember how you both stood on the porch, wavin
Tiny piece of leather
You sting my ass, you cause my tears, you make my dreams come true
The moistness in my panties is all because of you
I hate when were apart, I prefer when were together
Nothing can replace you, my tiny piece of leather
My ass is high, my head is low, I'm waiting for your speech
You tell me all I need to know with your marks across my cheeks
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