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Play Me My Song

He played to her the notes which would create his favorite song; the sweet propensity of her beating heart . Not only was her pulsing beat a sweet melody against his shoulder, he swore it also played a tune upon his thigh. The tranquil strokes of his ivory keys always lulled her soul as it also made her lust seep. She knew just how to dance her way into the beat of her own favorite song. She was but a hollow instrument without him, but together could they create her favorite song. Hers was more audible and with greater feeling; the propensity of his beating heart from the inside, his cock as the conduit.
Written by PandoraUnleashed
Published | Edited 2nd Apr 2019
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