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WET DREAMS
I kissed her lips
Her soft tender lips.
We rolled our tongues,
Filling each other with lust.
Her boobs were like, wow!
Can’t remember the size of her nippies,
I was so engrossed in her chemistry.
I lowered her pants,
Felt her moist with my middle finger,
She was warm, wet and clear.
Her juice was trickling,
Her smell was arousing,
Her mourn was mild and erotic.
So I knelt before her pussy,
Sunk my head in her groin,
Mmmh! I still feel her freshness.
Fuck me baby, is all she could whisper,
Fuck me.
So I pulled out my humble rod,
Bent her legs upwards,
Only to realize it was a dream.
Her soft tender lips.
We rolled our tongues,
Filling each other with lust.
Her boobs were like, wow!
Can’t remember the size of her nippies,
I was so engrossed in her chemistry.
I lowered her pants,
Felt her moist with my middle finger,
She was warm, wet and clear.
Her juice was trickling,
Her smell was arousing,
Her mourn was mild and erotic.
So I knelt before her pussy,
Sunk my head in her groin,
Mmmh! I still feel her freshness.
Fuck me baby, is all she could whisper,
Fuck me.
So I pulled out my humble rod,
Bent her legs upwards,
Only to realize it was a dream.
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