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New year Eve
She meant rough when
She asked for more.
She loved it against the wall
Now we were rolling on the floor.
She had her hair swaying
In sync with rhythm of her hips.
She had spilled moans all over
Untill she remembered to bite her lips.
She closed her eyes
When she got hit at right spot.
She arched her back and
Dig her nails in me. Damn, that was hot.
She wrapped her leg around
My waist and held me tight.
We collapsed. And I had enough reds
on my neck as souvenirs of the night.
She, then, pushed me off
And then, got on top of me.
She didn't look for her clothes.
She just put on my tee.
She winked at me before
Putting her pussy on my mouth.
She moaned and I licked
Untill it was time for the next bout.
She asked for more.
She loved it against the wall
Now we were rolling on the floor.
She had her hair swaying
In sync with rhythm of her hips.
She had spilled moans all over
Untill she remembered to bite her lips.
She closed her eyes
When she got hit at right spot.
She arched her back and
Dig her nails in me. Damn, that was hot.
She wrapped her leg around
My waist and held me tight.
We collapsed. And I had enough reds
on my neck as souvenirs of the night.
She, then, pushed me off
And then, got on top of me.
She didn't look for her clothes.
She just put on my tee.
She winked at me before
Putting her pussy on my mouth.
She moaned and I licked
Untill it was time for the next bout.
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