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Click hereHe approached her, hair tossed on his pillow's side.
Against the sheets, she lays waiting with watchful eye's.
He wants to feel her, breathe her, consume her inside.
Resting near her, he can't wait to hear her.
Her eye's open, he craves that power to close them.
Arm's back, an arched back, a mouth that is open.
Her hips rise when his hand denys, then returns with a surprise.
Not him but, now something moves inside while his length presses along side.
Her breath jumps feeling the size, His eye's wild as he takes his time.
One breath, then two, how many little death's will he do.
At a steady pace, her fingers now grip the pillow case.
Her heart begins the race, his tongue now keeping up the chase.
A buck, a gasp and breath held still, now she is lost in the thrill.
Jerking, wiggling and begging too, her hips rest as he pulls the movement through.
A soft kiss and now a lick too, heart racing she can barely move.
In her sights standing tall, he whispers that is not all.
More promise of pleasure, his touch now will be like a feather.
Slowly she will come too, another little death or maybe two.