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Control On Our Afternoon Stroll
You feel my hand glide across your abdomen
as I pull you tight to my heat
you feel the pressure of me
pressing into your backside,
your jeans unbuttoned
allowing me access,
we stand on the path
of this secluded forest
safely distanced,
your panties, my touch
reaching back
your impulse to work my cock
as my finger enters you
and guides you to gyrate
in that unrestrained manner,
I would kiss you
but in this new reality
our mouths remain covered,
while you jerk me harder
and grow wet
to the invasion
and I tell you that one day soon
when the dust has settled,
I will enter you.
as I pull you tight to my heat
you feel the pressure of me
pressing into your backside,
your jeans unbuttoned
allowing me access,
we stand on the path
of this secluded forest
safely distanced,
your panties, my touch
reaching back
your impulse to work my cock
as my finger enters you
and guides you to gyrate
in that unrestrained manner,
I would kiss you
but in this new reality
our mouths remain covered,
while you jerk me harder
and grow wet
to the invasion
and I tell you that one day soon
when the dust has settled,
I will enter you.
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