The End

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The End

Grasping his fingers,
Laced tightly over their heads.
She screams in passionate agony.
But, does she really dread?

He pushes and throbs,
Stroking hard inside.
Trying too keep the feelings,
Locked between their thighs.

She tightens, pulsing.
Awaiting sweet surrender.
Losing her mind, blindly,
In the depths of lonely winter.

He lunges, sweeter, harder
and deeper.
She arches wildly,
wanting his sould too keep her.

He wonders, she writhes.
She crys, he cums.
Is this the beginning?
Or has the end begun?

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