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Missing Her

Even though she’s gone
I can still hear her sigh
Taste her juices
Smell her arousal
Feel her thighs on my shoulders
Her heels on my back
Drumming as she comes
Hear her soft whisper
Fuck me now. Never leave me
But she’s gone and I
Am left alone with
Memories
Written by ThePiper
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