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night life

i leave my cup of tea
and cigarette on the table
i always keep
my shirt buttons open
i walk on the road
in a special style,
the darkness of the night
brings light to my life
i keep looking for someone,
someone attractive
in the crowd of thousands of faces,
i float with touch
i hunger for a brutal dance
i carve his shadow
between my thighs,
i read his velvety handwriting
in my tight pussy
i shed lustful tears
in the pale yellow light
i borrow a fantasy
and enjoy its juicy moments
body sways to night air n
i cling to the sheet
and invite my own reflection...for more pleasure
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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