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His Minx
He tells me I'm a clever little minx,
Whilst I suck on his cock to make him hard;
I will caress his balls and trust he thinks
Of pleasure with his eyes closed; I discard
My dress and pull my panties to one side,
I mount him, pressing down with one brief push
To feel him sliding in, and, then, I'll ride
His hardness, as his magic builds a rush
Of warm excitement in my well filled cunt;
I feel him touch my cervix and I cry
His name, as he takes hold and starts to shunt
That hard cock in and out; soon I espy
He's tense and almost ready; ah! he sinks
His dick right in and comes inside his minx.
Whilst I suck on his cock to make him hard;
I will caress his balls and trust he thinks
Of pleasure with his eyes closed; I discard
My dress and pull my panties to one side,
I mount him, pressing down with one brief push
To feel him sliding in, and, then, I'll ride
His hardness, as his magic builds a rush
Of warm excitement in my well filled cunt;
I feel him touch my cervix and I cry
His name, as he takes hold and starts to shunt
That hard cock in and out; soon I espy
He's tense and almost ready; ah! he sinks
His dick right in and comes inside his minx.
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