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THE PASSION'S TIDE
The passion's tide
drives me inside.
Her, legs spread wide
so she's astride
my rigid pride,
To up-down ride,
shared thrusts applied,
feeling its glide
and oily slide,
'til up I'm dried,
With bliss she cried.
drives me inside.
Her, legs spread wide
so she's astride
my rigid pride,
To up-down ride,
shared thrusts applied,
feeling its glide
and oily slide,
'til up I'm dried,
With bliss she cried.
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