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His.. She paints her words With the passion she longs to experience. Her experiences have been Intense and rich. She imagines her first time with him Abandoning the ideas she might have had Surrendering her self to the bliss That has consumed her. From the moment he caresses her face She feels the heat from his touch. His kisses fuel the fire That has ignited within her soul. Her body is no longer hers He has made her his object of desire She is his muse She is his passion personified. Time has no restraints It has become irrelevant Their bodies have become one United by the desire and passion they share. Her lust she cannot control He has summoned it out. Intensifying inside her Until she is ready to burst. He speaks the words Her heart has longed to hear She is his pleasure and passion She is his Muse forever. Erato_Plaisir{=} |
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Fabulous as always! Embrace the suck
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