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The Mistletoe
Smiling they exchanged glances
The mistletoe was overhead
Drawing her near,
his mouth met hers
The feel of his hands on her nakedness
as his mouth suckled her breast
Between her legs his tongue, fingers,
slipped inside her
The feel of her hands on his nakedness
stroking his passion
The feel of her mouth as she slipped,
his hard erect passion inside
Mounting her from behind
she felt him thrust inside her
Their grunts and their moans
a pleasure, a secret desire
He smiled as he looked in her eyes
She found herself holding his hand
Formality’s were exchanged,
after a kiss, underneath, the mistletoe
The mistletoe was overhead
Drawing her near,
his mouth met hers
The feel of his hands on her nakedness
as his mouth suckled her breast
Between her legs his tongue, fingers,
slipped inside her
The feel of her hands on his nakedness
stroking his passion
The feel of her mouth as she slipped,
his hard erect passion inside
Mounting her from behind
she felt him thrust inside her
Their grunts and their moans
a pleasure, a secret desire
He smiled as he looked in her eyes
She found herself holding his hand
Formality’s were exchanged,
after a kiss, underneath, the mistletoe
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