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Queef

my eyes trace your hips as my mouth gently sips

while my hand presses down your shapely torso

I succumb as your petal flavour intoxicates

quiver and tremble as your body yearns for penetration

your luscious plumpness devours my soft skinned edge

the heat and warmth of a gorilla grip

with every deep thrust into your creamy entrance

your satin stain remains strong through ecstasy's wailing song

you surrender a fountain of madness from your mound

as I slowly with draw with a squishy sound