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Holly Meyers May 2014
I yearn for the feel of you passing thru my lips
My desire for your flavor that is souly yours
My desire for you reflects in my eyes
I look up to see your reaction
A quick in drawn breath  and the excitement on your face
lets me know your enjoyment
As I take all of you in
You pull me up to my fee away from my goal
of having your release
Pushing me to the floor you take me hard
Pinning my hands above my head
showing no mercy as i loose my control
arching my back cover in a dew from the release you gave me
begging for more you slow the rythem prolonging
this sensual torture beyond all imagination

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