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KNICKERS ON THE FLOOR

Once her knickers were on the floor,
he knew it signalled "open door",
with which his hand played fast and loose,
gaining handful of pussy juice.

With other hand he raised her skirt,
which she would draw at him to flirt,
so her inner thighs were quite bare,
with some cover of pubic hair.

He further worked her labia,
bringing few fingers into her,
wiggling them inside quite a lot
in his hunt for that key G-spot.

Once that spot his fingers had found,
air filled up with moansome sound,
her breaths rose and fell in timing,
their pace and loudness ever climbing.

Her seated hips were rearing, bucking,
when he crouched, did some clit sucking,
bringing more honey running down
into his mouth, but didn't drown.

Around his neck her legs tightened
and her breaths and moaning heightened
until she could take it no more
and called for him to fill her core.

So he stood, brought his cock inside
her, then commenced his pussy ride
upon the bed their bodies, rocking
held in legs now interlocking.
Written by Solomon_Song
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