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Against the Wall
My imagination doesn't have to work very hard,
When I see you in your barely-there black lingerie.
You moisten your red lips.
I know what you want,
I see it in your eyes.
I lift you off of your feet,
And carry you to the wall.
Your long tan legs clenching my waist.
Our lips locked and hands fondling.
I press my body to yours, feeling your heat.
My hand glides from your breast to your throat.
You whisper, "tighter" and I oblige.
You grind as I push harder.
Your hands move to my belt
And you free my hard cock.
My desire aches.
I turn you to the wall.
Pulling your panties to the side,
to expose your wet cunt.
I enter you, deeply.
My hands grip your hips
As I pull you into me.
Again and Again.
You beg, "harder! More!"
I feel you gush.
You moan and I explode.
I kiss your neck,
Feeling you quiver.
You grin.
Both satisfied.
When I see you in your barely-there black lingerie.
You moisten your red lips.
I know what you want,
I see it in your eyes.
I lift you off of your feet,
And carry you to the wall.
Your long tan legs clenching my waist.
Our lips locked and hands fondling.
I press my body to yours, feeling your heat.
My hand glides from your breast to your throat.
You whisper, "tighter" and I oblige.
You grind as I push harder.
Your hands move to my belt
And you free my hard cock.
My desire aches.
I turn you to the wall.
Pulling your panties to the side,
to expose your wet cunt.
I enter you, deeply.
My hands grip your hips
As I pull you into me.
Again and Again.
You beg, "harder! More!"
I feel you gush.
You moan and I explode.
I kiss your neck,
Feeling you quiver.
You grin.
Both satisfied.
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