Nighttime Squirter

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He Makes Her Squirt and Squeal
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I stroke her
I kiss her
I sink to the hilt.
I lick her 
I suck her
I like how she’s built.
I push deep
I come inside
I linger a kiss.
I squeeze her
I please her.
I hear her deep hiss.
I insert a finger
Then a couple more
I curve them and touch it
Rub across it 
Apply pressure
Don’t want to rush it
Then I push on
Feel her contract
Tell her I love her
Her inhibitions are gone.
I circle the nub
Continually rub
I repeatedly flirt 
Wait for the squirt
When it comes
I am ecstatic
And just watch it flow 
She trembles
And shudders
I just let her go.
Her wetness finally dries
We rest well spent
It’s heaven sent
She finally sighs
And closes her eyes,
I kiss her sex
And taste her excitement 
Then doze until morning.

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