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Mission
Your body
Haunts my thoughts
Your body
Is what i want
Chocolate skin
Pressed against mines
Tight grips
On my thighs
Rugged hands
Well placed on my back
Rugged hands
around my neck
Sweat dripping
Muscles flexing
When you change positions
Teeth clinched
Eyes rolls
As you finish your mission
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