Fingering Herself To Bliss

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Fingering herself to bliss
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Amidst sensations felt, desires grew,
A journey embarked, for pleasure she knew.
Spreading wide, exploring her desires,
With each touch, her passion fires.

She smelled her unwashed sex
throbbing and overflowing with juice.
Her wetness flowed, her limits she pushed,
Yearning for ecstasy, sensations so lush.

Biting her lips while using her fingers
Her fingers danced on a throbbing beat,
rubbing her clit more and more,
Bringing her closer, her climax to meet.

then wiping the smell of her juices
on her upper lips and under her nose
so she could smell herself as she came.
She loved her smell, her mind knows.

Her scent filled the air, a fragrance untamed,
She reveled in it, unashamed.
Each release, a moment cherished,
Her satisfaction, deeply nourished.

Getting to the edge and prolonging it
and prolonging it till all the energy built up.
She was feeling her juice spill over
and run down her crack as she groaned.

She spread her arse cheeks curiously
and allowed a finger to investigate around
She dared to embrace her hidden bliss,
Exploring sensuality, the joy in her midst.

A touch of her finger, where boldness meets,
She smelt, intrigued by musky treats.
the greasy feeling of sweaty stink so bold,
that she often found around her bum hole.

She wiped her finger like a tongue
across the sticky hairs of her bum
and brought it to her nose and sniffed
and rubbed her clit with the other hand.

She could smell so much, that deep musky stink
of the smudge of residue poo, she think
with sweat and some juices from her pussy
and urine all mixed, making her mind go fussy

Her intimate scent, a personal affair,
A fragrance of passion, she couldn't help but share.
Satisfaction consumed her, pleasure immense,
She quivered, drenched in her own sense.

she dipped her finger into her bum hole
pushing it in, just a little more
she waited for a moment for the moisture to dry
before bringing it to her nose to sniff, and try.

this time the scent was so strong and deep
it hit her hard like a drug steep
A symphony of ecstasy, her body released,
Echoes of pleasure, a soul deeply appeased.

she squirted her juices all over the covers
and all over her chest, and splashes on her face
Her cries, misconstrued in passion's height,
that neighbours thought, something's not right.

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