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Framed

He likes our power shower: we share it.  
He directs my position and the flow  
Of water. As it pours onto my clit,  
It rouses me; and he thrusts in so slow.  
   
Cock pushes deep in cunt, and his large balls  
Are caught in the wet stream; my sex is filled  
By shunting, thrusting prick. He never stalls,  
But takes me to the brink.    
   
And, when he wills  
Me to, I must surrender to his need.  
He presses hard against me and says: "Come."  
I find the calmest space, sensing his seed  
Swirling around my whore hole.    
   
His fat thumb  
Twists deep into my backside. Once again,    
Orgasms shudder through my loving frame.  
   
   
 
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