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Priest of Poem's

Words ignite her deep center
She reads him, priest of poem's
With battling hands she searches

Wet lips invite white fingers
She hears him preach, priest of poem's
And her voice shall echo as she cums  

His blood runs mad inside him
This minx, he can taste her warmth
Lifting her hood she peers at him

Desire bursts out of his control
He wants her, clasped beneath him
His soul leaves him as he enters her
Written by tommielynn (Tommie Lynn)
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