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Pleasures Fantasy

I teased her gently, through soft lace,
Heard her growing, breath in chase.
My fingers glided, slow, deliberate,
Finding her warmth, our need, intimate.

She bit her lip, her body tight,
Responding to each bite,
the slower I went, her clit I found.
Circling slow, then spiraling ‘round.

Her pleasure surged, her body shook,
And when she came, I'll never forget the look
But I held firm, fingers deep,
Her body trembled, no words to speak.

"You're everything," she whispered low,
Eyes closed, a softened glow.
Her hands now full of me, a delicate stroke,
Building heat, the air felt full, my body felt woke.

She stroked me slow, then urged for more,
Until I gasped, a wild roar.
We shuddered close, bodies entwined,
Lost in the rhythm, souls aligned.

The world around us blurred away,
In this moment, we chose to stay.
Written by Panter896
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