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WHEN I AM PARTED
When I am parted from my guy,
I maintain my orgasmic high,
kneeling like nude inverted Y,
by pleasuring between my thigh,
raising many a pant and sigh
with eyes raised as if to the sky.
To my lower lips I apply
my finger tips externally,
gradually internally,
wetting hand as I liquefy,
a desert place no longer dry.
Incantingly your name I cry.
I maintain my orgasmic high,
kneeling like nude inverted Y,
by pleasuring between my thigh,
raising many a pant and sigh
with eyes raised as if to the sky.
To my lower lips I apply
my finger tips externally,
gradually internally,
wetting hand as I liquefy,
a desert place no longer dry.
Incantingly your name I cry.
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