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The Massage 2
Her walls tighten and twitch
By the mere sight of his lips
Memories of love with...
With an insatiable yearn for more
She can feel the memories of the past
From her fingertips
Down to her toes
And she wants more
He kisses her and she begged
Please don't stop there
Please don’t make me wait
Please don’t delay nor hesitate
They made love with passion
Romance, suspense, thriller and action
They did it like both are dying and only sex can resurrect
She bites and scrape like an insect
Greedy to the taste
No time waste
Tongue flickering
Lips dripping
Toes curling
Bobble Head
Neck breaking
Back twisting
Limbs lost
Excitement
By the mere sight of his lips
Memories of love with...
With an insatiable yearn for more
She can feel the memories of the past
From her fingertips
Down to her toes
And she wants more
He kisses her and she begged
Please don't stop there
Please don’t make me wait
Please don’t delay nor hesitate
They made love with passion
Romance, suspense, thriller and action
They did it like both are dying and only sex can resurrect
She bites and scrape like an insect
Greedy to the taste
No time waste
Tongue flickering
Lips dripping
Toes curling
Bobble Head
Neck breaking
Back twisting
Limbs lost
Excitement
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