Feminine Sins: Three

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Stings upon the taste of Feminine Power.
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It only stings when the blood rises. 

Slapping my pussy soaks me to your tongue. 

Riding my folds. 

Grinding low. 

Sucking me down deep tasting my holes. 

Spread me wider. 

I don't give a fuck! 

Gripped to your ears, the deeper your tongue. 

You claim my wrists. 

I give you nothing, but you take and take from me. 

Tap tap tapping my ass, Greedy Bastard! 

We are not lovers. 

Just bitter heated enemies

-- Ayla Aura

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