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Aug 13
When was the last time you craved control,
then the desire grips you so fiercely,
you push back, hunger burning bright—
and the taste of her
the way she arches
then shudders beneath you,
becomes your world,
as you tease, as you please,
reveling in the power of your blessing,
dragging out every last drop
of her surrender, of her ecstasy?
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Kalliope and Jeremy Betts
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