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Jul 2018
Her silk skinned body,
Scented so good.
Shaped like an hourglass,
As in-front she stood.

I loved her whisper,
As her curves, I touched.
She moaned and moaned,
As her arms, I clutched.

I lifted her chin,
And in her lips,I dipped.
She was so close,
That our bodies just slipped.

She tore my shirt,
As she laid on my chest.
She kissed my neck,
As I tongued her breast.

I slipped her skirt,
When she carressed my spine.
She clenched my body,
When her legs were mine.

She took me in,
When I pushed her deep.
Her legs hugged me,
Forced me to leap.

Sweat bathed us,
But still we were in.
As I streamed inside her,
She scratched my skin.

There were smiles,
After our moans.
Beeped our hearts,
When stopped our bones.
Swastik
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Swastik  17/M/India
(17/M/India)   
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