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Mmm.. My Wet Sugar Walls
I thought we would not meet like this again
Every time you close the door it is an invitation for gratifying lustful sin
In haste he’s ripping my clothes off, sniffing the crotch of my panties without hesitation
The rubbing them against his pointing erection
Wearing my scent he know in this hotel suite I am worth the wait
Once he finger me then savor my moisten taste
He pivoted my head, wiping the dildo over my lips then hungrily capturing my lips
Oh my.. my.. I’m thankful I did not miss any of this and the rapture of his gist
Mmm.. the same time next week
For sure.. sexy, and bring this honey you keep raving about for the entire, night, and those fantasies, you I will keep
Every time you close the door it is an invitation for gratifying lustful sin
In haste he’s ripping my clothes off, sniffing the crotch of my panties without hesitation
The rubbing them against his pointing erection
Wearing my scent he know in this hotel suite I am worth the wait
Once he finger me then savor my moisten taste
He pivoted my head, wiping the dildo over my lips then hungrily capturing my lips
Oh my.. my.. I’m thankful I did not miss any of this and the rapture of his gist
Mmm.. the same time next week
For sure.. sexy, and bring this honey you keep raving about for the entire, night, and those fantasies, you I will keep
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