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The Inbeweens.

Shirt came off, bra exposed
kissed down ribs, the rest of her clothes
hot juicing running, kisses flow
nibbles persist from head to toe
along her skin my fingers grow
slipping my fingers, my tongue follows
your delicious taste I want to swallow
tonguing your clit, your legs are jello
grasping at me, pillows are thrown
I slide my cock, a gasp and moan
our voices echoing the pleasures shown
until you climax, you want my own
we grind and fuck, pleasures unknown
until all over my loads been blown.
Written by Chalklineoutline (Michael Parker)
Author's Note
She simply perplexes my pleasure sensors.
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