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Jun 2
In the moonlit forest, shadows dance,
Madison caught in a lover's trance.
His fingers slid inside her jeans,
Touch igniting lustful scenes.

******* damp, her breath grew quick,
Fingers ****** with rhythm slick.
A come-hither twist, a knowing stroke,
Moans escaped as pleasure spoke.

**** pressed firm, her body writhed,
Ecstasy, she could not hide.
****** crashed in waves so deep,
Shuddering, she found her peak.
Styles
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