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late dinner

it started in a dimly lit corner
us facing each other
having a late dinner
to appease our hunger

we ordered wine to loosen our mind
and forget the work we left behind
something that's bothering us all day
and draining us of our energy

i took a sip from the wine glass i held
looking up i saw your gaze
i couldn't fathom what you're thinking
so i bow down my head

then suddenly i jolted
i can feel my skirt being lifted
suddenly i came to realize
it's your foot caressing my thighs

my heart beats fast
i couldn't move even if there's a blast
found myself moved closer
wanting your touch so much more

legs parted and in need
for my clit to be kneaded
your foot began to do just like that
and am being foot finger fucked

so hot and juicy
i feel like a jelly
legs so wobbly
happy not to be standing anyway

my behind was soaked
from the cum you brought
i won't mind at all
for you have me captured

standing hand in hand
i was a bit stunned
you whispered in my ear so sweetly
"the next time we dine again, it will be your turn to enslave me my baby."







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