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LOVE BEFORE HIS SHAVE
His face rubbed her skin like a lathe
before he rose to have his shave.
The brushing of his manly stubble
would get her in trance-like bubble
as he kissed closely, from a breast,
down tum unto her pubic nest,
where he would roll around his face
on the lips of her lady place,
then into her smooth inside thighs,
bringing her out in moanful sighs,
then down calves, ankles, to her feet,
making the arousal complete,
when, sufficiently liquefied,
she could welcome him deep inside.
In the bed they would rock, and roll -
sometimes to floor in lost control.
before he rose to have his shave.
The brushing of his manly stubble
would get her in trance-like bubble
as he kissed closely, from a breast,
down tum unto her pubic nest,
where he would roll around his face
on the lips of her lady place,
then into her smooth inside thighs,
bringing her out in moanful sighs,
then down calves, ankles, to her feet,
making the arousal complete,
when, sufficiently liquefied,
she could welcome him deep inside.
In the bed they would rock, and roll -
sometimes to floor in lost control.
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