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Her
Tounge
Eyes
closed, Hearts unfold
Two bodies embrace, As i feel her lace
She slides down, Her tongue outbound
I shiver, As she shimmers
The lights low, But she glows
Just like a flame, This is no game
The cold bead runs, It feels so fun
Excitement raises, She's abraisive
Wetness trails, And I feel the tides
Her touch so immense, Things get to intense
I let ir rip, And she gets a grip
As she takes it in, I see her grin
I see her spit, I'm not ready to quite
But that's all your going to get, Dont fret
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