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Don't touch yourself.
Dream fingers to lips
and a silken,
snaking tongue.

The pressure
as you suck,
(how you want to fuck).

Don't touch yourself
to relieve that aching throb.
Squirm and rub,
that cross legged friction
on aching lady lips.
The dew begins to drip

but don't touch yourself.
Imagine your fingers
(you know them so well)
(they know you so well)
and the speed
the pressure
and the others
tugging your nipple rings.
You know these
ten little beings
are magical things.
Each a turn
an orifice,
a nerve,
a pleasure.

Now

GO.






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