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she.. of pleasure
thoughts were lost, blood was hot...
her skin was electric,
her fibble self quivering,
trembling like the evening leaves,.
her breath was heavy,
her moans choking,
growing faint with every thrust,
the position was fair,.
IT from behind, through her warm thighs,
supported by her curvy behind,
into her warm womanhood,
the little hairs that sat upon her lips,
soaked in cum added the intensity,
aggravating the ghostly wolf that sits beneath my skin,
a hand upon her blade neck,
the other cupping her hard breast,
her nipple bursting through the fingers,
she screamed for more,
each word alloying the veined monster,
her teeth gritting,
with every further exploration,
she screamed,
she cursed,
she blessed,
she rebuked,
there were godly minutes,
from Venus to Hercules,
she made promises,
and made to take vows,
minutes flew,
the walls shied off,
then the storm,
she was trembling,
I felt it erupt with all the might of the African volcano ,,
meeting her floods halfway through,
then with a turn, she stole me a glance,.
a faint smile, then collapsed.....
i would have sat to laugh,
but the magical feel of her skin,
made me say a prayer,.
and watch her beautiful image, as it lay there, warm of pleasure had...
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