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PERFECT FIT (OYSTER IN KITCHEN)

The top was high, the space was tight
when their passions ran high that night.
He found she was the perfect fit
when mounting her, both without kit:

His hands under her buttocks reached
as her vagina his dick breached.
Against her breasts his chest full pressed,
his stomach onto hers impressed.

On his shoulders her ankles rest,
her thighs and knees framing his chest.
As his hot loins into hers ground,
her arms about his trunk linked round.

His face onto her face locked lips,
further he dug into her hips,
at intervals breaking to moan
as flesh ground flesh and bone felt bone.

When tempo reached its maximum
they moaned aloud at their shared come,
Onto the pine top they relaxed,
came down from whence they had climaxed.
Written by Solomon_Song
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Author's Note
An oyster session imagined.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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