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Intoxicating
I feel intoxicated
as the scent
of lust
fills my lungs
his fingers
tracing the spaces
no one has been
ever
trying to
catch my breath
as my
wetness puddles
between my
swollen lips
thirsty
his mouth
finds the desire
time and time
again
he brings me
to my highest
I close
my eyes before
the craving
starts again
as the scent
of lust
fills my lungs
his fingers
tracing the spaces
no one has been
ever
trying to
catch my breath
as my
wetness puddles
between my
swollen lips
thirsty
his mouth
finds the desire
time and time
again
he brings me
to my highest
I close
my eyes before
the craving
starts again
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