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I Love

(a quatern)
I love to feel their lengths inside of you,
Our pressures� ridge, with every thrust and pull.
Your shudders of delight, each flux renew,
The moan's escape that comes with your gapes full.

That, for my part, when I have driven deep,
I love to feel their lengths inside of you,
Your river�s rush, both drench and subtle seep, �
Your flows that run like cataract�s pursue.
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Then, your mouth free, that �other� wants my view,
Both �others� now, our feral dance resume.
I love to feel their lengths inside of you,
Your lips conform on my mine, my love consume.
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On hands and knees displaying every part,
With cries we three deliver cum's imbue!
My pulsing feeds your crave and fills my heart,
I love to feel their lengths inside of you.