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Fucking venezuelean
My lips and tongue takes control
My mind slips into a world of fantasy
Sliding on silky warm skin approaching nipple
I fall into silence
My fingers gently rubbing her clit up and down
Her moaning
My fingers reach into her softly.
Did she understand my language?
Did she find something she needed?
Was this spiritual?
My mind slips into a world of fantasy
Sliding on silky warm skin approaching nipple
I fall into silence
My fingers gently rubbing her clit up and down
Her moaning
My fingers reach into her softly.
Did she understand my language?
Did she find something she needed?
Was this spiritual?
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