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Hunger satisfied
She was hungry when we met for sex,
Food or sex what to do next?
We came up with the perfect solution
Ideal way to resolution:
She sat astride my naked thighs
An apple in her hand
Whilst she munched its crunchy flesh
Her cunt was full and manned
Up and down my pelvis went
In time with her munching
It meant that we could have sex
Whilst she was alunching
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