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every time I think of him; body percolates to self-masturbate soaking fingers as they linger in bedewed moisture as if, his fingers unlocks intimacy and... no more thoughts as he sidles beside me easing one finger at a time in curve of femininity, teasing bud tenderly; coaxing mouth to open I throb... trembling lips abrades skin as heat erupts upon his mouth and his eyes entrance as masculinity gently bemingles in escalating heat; its fragrant beads, he licks slowly... lured into peaked hunger; unspoken words intoxicate spilling inner sweetness, drizzling upon invading fingers aroused in affinity once...twice...orgasmically drenched
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 12:47 PM UTC
Fingers Burn Me
every time I think of him; body percolates to self-masturbate soaking fingers as they linger in bedewed moisture as if, his fingers unlocks intimacy and... no more thoughts as he sidles beside me easing one finger at a time in curve of femininity, teasing bud tenderly; coaxing mouth to open I throb... trembling lips abrades skin as heat erupts upon his mouth and his eyes entrance as masculinity gently bemingles in escalating heat; its fragrant beads, he licks slowly... lured into peaked hunger; unspoken words intoxicate spilling inner sweetness, drizzling upon invading fingers aroused in affinity once...twice...orgasmically drenched
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debra-a-baugh
American
Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 12:47 PM UTC
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