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Touche L' Amour
She was an expert with a sword ⚔️
so difficult to touch
yet that would be the great reward
in foreplay overmuch.
The sharps would go back to the rack
and arms would soon disarm
to see some mojo back on track
replacing blades with charm...
which started when she bared her breast
as no hits she would hide
when she by me was sore oppressed...
by violence denied.
Soon she knew she preferred the rod
whereby she took her hits
most often via chest glissade...
betwixt her ample tits!
so difficult to touch
yet that would be the great reward
in foreplay overmuch.
The sharps would go back to the rack
and arms would soon disarm
to see some mojo back on track
replacing blades with charm...
which started when she bared her breast
as no hits she would hide
when she by me was sore oppressed...
by violence denied.
Soon she knew she preferred the rod
whereby she took her hits
most often via chest glissade...
betwixt her ample tits!
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