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Your fine fingers
Your fine fingers are delicate
To look at them in my arm
Loll slowly on my rough skin
In my hand, so beautiful
I adore looking at them, sucking
As some slightly acid lollipop
See you in orgasmic ecstasy
closing your eyes feeling magic
Your fine fingers are nimble
To slide into my jeans
To caress slowly
My eager cock so fearlessly
I adore feeling its steepness
Take shape for your happiness
The hardened arousal
Giving you the pleasure
Your fine fingers are slight
When you slide them skillfully
In your eager open sex
Subtly engulfed in moistness
Then your free hand presses me
With my sex proud which raises
To fill and excite ceaseless
Until the final ecstasy of enjoyment
Your fine fingers are beautiful to look
Never to see them I am not bored
I am to idealize this sublime moment
Where their beauty grants me ecstasy
Our passion mixed in your sex
Where you pick the honey with your index
In which you delight with greediness
And my tongue wipes the excesses
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