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My Breasts

 

Curious things, my breasts,
So soft and sensitive,
Awaken at a gentle caress.
Stranger even still
While nipple buds hardens
Further down my body
My vagina stirs and tightens.
Suckle at my breasts,
Feel my wetness below.
Nibble the taut nubs
And my juices flow.
My hips begin to squirm,
What once was soft and tender,
And could easily feel pain
Squeeze them and don’t hinder.
Pinch them between your fingers.
A moan escapes my lips,
How does this happen?
The pleasure is below my hips.
If this continued for awhile
This toying with my breasts
Would this bring a climax
The same as my clitoris?
This is a fact I heard,
That it can be done.
I do no know for sure
My vagina has always won.
Written by Peaches369
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