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The Finest Wine

Your pinot noir is oozing
Through my lips and down my cheeks
Your pussy's grinding on my chin
My tongue finds what it seeks

My hands massage your heavy breasts
Your nipples �feel so fine
Your orgasm is as tasty
As the best of vintage wine

Your ruby lips are sucking
On the the length of my hot tool
Its tip is touching tonsils
The excitement makes me drool

I'm making every effort
In holding swimming semen back
Until our hips are coupled
And my cock is in your crack

When I'm thrusting deep within you
And your pussy's feeling right
We will climax together
In the darkness of the night

As my pulsing cock is shooting
I feel the heat cum from your mound
I am groaning, you are moaning
With our common cumming sound