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Her ass,
Firm but delicately cushioned.
I bite softly as if an apple.
I squeeze,
I tap.
So juicy,
So plump,
So perfect.
My hands journey in-between her legs.
They peek in her cave.
Waters, warm with sweet taste flow there.
Fingers rubbing against her walls.
Like a tremor she shakes.
Drip,
Drip,
Drip,
My fingers are drowned by a flash flood.
My ears trap her echoing moans.
My fingers as if mini sculptures, fix her spine into an arch.