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MOUSTACHE RIDING
I take my time, not dash,
when she rides my moustache.
facial cowgirling,
gets the toes curling.
Make her hips writhe and buck
when on her clit I suck.
In reverie she's hung
when nether lips I tongue,
up and down licking,
bring on the slicking
that shows she's ready
for that bit of me
that, past her backside,
has rose to full pride,
ready to enter
her stirred-up centre
when she's said "Enough!
Now give me a stuff!"
when she rides my moustache.
facial cowgirling,
gets the toes curling.
Make her hips writhe and buck
when on her clit I suck.
In reverie she's hung
when nether lips I tongue,
up and down licking,
bring on the slicking
that shows she's ready
for that bit of me
that, past her backside,
has rose to full pride,
ready to enter
her stirred-up centre
when she's said "Enough!
Now give me a stuff!"
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