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  • Writer's pictureSimon Templar

In Lust We Trust

Silk blouse body aroused Fingers gliding over the sand dunes Bent over micro ripples, hands cupped sweet nipples Rhythmic pulse pumping, eye contact humping Listening all night, breathing, leaving, chemicals Empty universe, powering over cowgirl reverse Elegant erotic deeds, spiritual thrusting needs Temporal carnal desire, the thrill of being higher Finger nails scratch ruling, doggy hair pulling Under and over, shower and fast fuck drove her In the car, hands on the window, with me below Give me that ass, trade me your soul, make it last.

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