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Dark Angel
Woke from a dream
That wasn't a dream
Before me stands
A wicked Angel
Lust is her name
Eyes clouded with desire
Nipples erect
Puffy, inviting
Pussy Dripping
Running down her thighs
I know her intent
My mind feels fear
My body feels aroused
My heart is pounding
She doesn't say a word
She speaks with her body
It grinds up my erection
She climbs my body until face to face
Nose to Nose
Eye to Eye
Mouth to Mouth
Tongue to Tongue
I lose all control
Her essence raptures me
I become hers
I must please her
I must do her bidding
She takes me inside herself
I can feel nothing but lust
Nothing but pleasure
Nothing but want and need
I want her to cum
I need her to cum
She cums...
She's gone...
My lust... filled but not
She took what I gave
Gave me nothing but wet sheets
such a Dark Angel...
That wasn't a dream
Before me stands
A wicked Angel
Lust is her name
Eyes clouded with desire
Nipples erect
Puffy, inviting
Pussy Dripping
Running down her thighs
I know her intent
My mind feels fear
My body feels aroused
My heart is pounding
She doesn't say a word
She speaks with her body
It grinds up my erection
She climbs my body until face to face
Nose to Nose
Eye to Eye
Mouth to Mouth
Tongue to Tongue
I lose all control
Her essence raptures me
I become hers
I must please her
I must do her bidding
She takes me inside herself
I can feel nothing but lust
Nothing but pleasure
Nothing but want and need
I want her to cum
I need her to cum
She cums...
She's gone...
My lust... filled but not
She took what I gave
Gave me nothing but wet sheets
such a Dark Angel...
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