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Priest of Poem's
Words ignite her deep center
She reads him, priest of poem's
With battling hands she searches
Wet lips invite white fingers
She hears him preach, priest of poem's
And her voice shall echo as she cums
His blood runs mad inside him
This minx, he can taste her warmth
Lifting her hood she peers at him
Desire bursts out of his control
He wants her, clasped beneath him
His soul leaves him as he enters her
She reads him, priest of poem's
With battling hands she searches
Wet lips invite white fingers
She hears him preach, priest of poem's
And her voice shall echo as she cums
His blood runs mad inside him
This minx, he can taste her warmth
Lifting her hood she peers at him
Desire bursts out of his control
He wants her, clasped beneath him
His soul leaves him as he enters her
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