Touches

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Our two bodies alone at last
You want to go slow, I want it fast.
Your hard steel in my fist
Your aroma surrounds me like a mist.

I pump and you thrust
Both of us caught up in our lust.
As you release I want more
You call me your "dirty whore".

You turn your hands on my skin
and know right where to begin.
The blonde hair barely hides
The wetness coming from my insides.

You rub and lick and nibble me rough
Of you I can never get enough
My back arches as I let go
Begging you to clean up my heavenly flow.

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Bridget69Bridget69about 19 years ago
Touches...

that stimulate all senses.