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I love to touch her, feel her heat, Thick swollen lips, a velvet treat. Wetness drips, her desire flows, A plump peach ripe, her passion shows. My fingers trace her warmth, her weight, A grounding moment, a timeless state. Hard as stone, my body yearns, For her embrace, where pleasure burns. Her **** glistens, kissed by spit, A spark ignites, a perfect fit. My tongue explores, her hips collide, She rides the waves, a shifting tide. Tiny circles, electric, divine, Our bodies melt, our souls align. Mesmerized by this blazing fire, A moment of heat, raw and entire.
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Jan 2, 2025
Jan 2, 2025 at 5:02 PM UTC
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I love to touch her, feel her heat, Thick swollen lips, a velvet treat. Wetness drips, her desire flows, A plump peach ripe, her passion shows. My fingers trace her warmth, her weight, A grounding moment, a timeless state. Hard as stone, my body yearns, For her embrace, where pleasure burns. Her **** glistens, kissed by spit, A spark ignites, a perfect fit. My tongue explores, her hips collide, She rides the waves, a shifting tide. Tiny circles, electric, divine, Our bodies melt, our souls align. Mesmerized by this blazing fire, A moment of heat, raw and entire.
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Jan 2, 2025
Jan 2, 2025 at 5:02 PM UTC
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