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Play With Me
"Let your tongue slide,
Slide down my chest.
Let your digits softly,
Oh, so softly, caress.
Baby, play with me.
Play with my,
My most intimate of places.
While we lay in eachother's embraces.
Play with me,
Finger in my molten snatch.
Play with me, baby,
Let's play a game."
He'd played the game well,
He played until I came.
Until I convulsed and contracted,
My walls gripping his hand,
I was rather distracted.
Too distracted to look in his eyes,
Too distracted to see my suprise.
His head dipped down,
And down slid his tongue.
He played as an Olympian now,
Perused as a judge.
He licked and sucked
At my feminine sludge.
Slide down my chest.
Let your digits softly,
Oh, so softly, caress.
Baby, play with me.
Play with my,
My most intimate of places.
While we lay in eachother's embraces.
Play with me,
Finger in my molten snatch.
Play with me, baby,
Let's play a game."
He'd played the game well,
He played until I came.
Until I convulsed and contracted,
My walls gripping his hand,
I was rather distracted.
Too distracted to look in his eyes,
Too distracted to see my suprise.
His head dipped down,
And down slid his tongue.
He played as an Olympian now,
Perused as a judge.
He licked and sucked
At my feminine sludge.
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