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Oct 2013
You
You ask why am I still wearing my clothes while you rip them off my body.

You grab my back and pull me into you, nice and close.

You kiss with such desire, your tongue dancing with mine.

Your fingers in my mouth make you yearn for more.

You wrap your arms around my waist tightly so I cannot escape.

You ****** your hips into mine so I can feel your hardness.

You sliver your fingers into me so you can absorb the moist warmth.

You turn me over so you can look down at my body with hungry eyes.

You gently enter me with such precision and strength.

You worship me, inside and out until I can not longer feel my skin.

You know just what to do with me and what I like as if we didnt just meet.

You look into my eyes and kiss my lips whenever you get the chance.

Your hungry eyes get light and dreamy when you are about to explode.

You release yourself in me and collapse to my breast.**

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Kelly
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Kelly  Cape Town // South Africa
(Cape Town // South Africa)   
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