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Mar 2016
I was just 16, nothing as it seemed, wasting days away, living in a dream.

Hands clasped tight, long walks through the night, the look in her eyes, I knew I had chosen right.

Took her in the field, kissin, coppin feels, decided it was time, oh god it was so real,

The rain beating down, clothes scattered around, and there under that old pine, tangled naked on the ground..

Her body rose and fell, and the aroma of her smell, the way she climbed on top, and rode me straight to hell,

The heat was raw intensity, and the scratches left on the back on me, juices flowing fluently.. I see it still so vibrantly.

Beauty still unmatched, oh my god what a catch, took over a year for me to get her on her back

But ohh was it ever worth the ride, I still smile inside, whenever I close me eyes
Still lights a fire inside..

Hard to believe it was both our first time, but I knew it was she was so tight inside, tangled, naked slip n slide.. My god that girl knew how to ride.
Christopher Black
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Christopher Black  New Hampshire
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