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Jan 2015
You rise, walk to the door
I wake, watch you, listen
You return, warm, loving
I hold, feel you, breathe you
You are omniscient, calm
I am the ecstatic vessel
You are my sensual ocean
I ask you to position
You accommodate with ease
I aim you to please
You close your eyes
I move down your thighs
You grow hard at the thought
I am excited, ready, hot
You in my mouth, my heart
I listen to your voice
You are my hypnotic
I am your submissive servant
You are my choice
Peartini
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Peartini  The Valley
(The Valley)   
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