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Boots
Just boots and you
naked against a wall,
outside, in the dark,
secluded but public.
My mouth on yours,
my tongue on yours too.
One hand on a breast,
teasing your nipple,
the other between your legs,
my fingers deep in your wetness
but my thumb rubbing circles
on your wet clit.
You tremble and slither,
but you can't make a sound.
I move more in front of you,
take your ass in my hands,
lift you onto my cock and
we begin to fuck against
that hard dark wall.
Your boots around my waist,
pounding our way to heaven.
naked against a wall,
outside, in the dark,
secluded but public.
My mouth on yours,
my tongue on yours too.
One hand on a breast,
teasing your nipple,
the other between your legs,
my fingers deep in your wetness
but my thumb rubbing circles
on your wet clit.
You tremble and slither,
but you can't make a sound.
I move more in front of you,
take your ass in my hands,
lift you onto my cock and
we begin to fuck against
that hard dark wall.
Your boots around my waist,
pounding our way to heaven.
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