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May 2012
Kiss,
and our tongues dance,
back and forth
twixt our
Lust
Lased
Lips

Take,
my hand to feel your
Heart, where
it will
Cup
Gently
Squeeze

Shift,
and sit atop me and
straddle my waste
while slowly
Grinding
Back
Forth

Tell,
Me where it
Tingles
Pulses
Tell,
me what you
need.
I'll
do
the rest.
Alexandria Cooper
Written by
Alexandria Cooper
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