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Tossing and turning in my bed
Talking to you until my phone runs dead
Wearing denim shorts
And a sexy blouse
Every move I make
My pussy lips being stroked by the fabric
The things I would love to do
Fall short of romantic
Why don't you come and play

We can cuddle
pass the time

Move my shorts to the side
its go time
I give your neck a little nibble
And stroke you so we are playing fair
You can slide your fingers in

I want to rock with the motion
Feel the hardness against bare skin

You want to take everything off
Round two
We can play again

Written by amari25
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