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Worshiped by the Sun

byMagicaPractica©

She washed her face
In the midsummer dew
As the sun started to rise.

The sun shone down
On her upturned face
Wanting to see more.

He shone stronger
Until she bared her body.
Still... he wanted more.

So down he came, a golden man,
With a voice like golden honey
To pour into her ears.

And a golden tongue
To plumb the depths of her mouth
And prepare her...

For the golden ray
Jutting from his body
That leaked his golden seed.

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