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Smell, Touch, Taste, Woman

By Fujiko CulturePublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Smell, Taste, Touch, Woman

My friend...I want to fuck you.

I want to see your face in its rightful place

In between my thighs,

I look deep into your eyes,

dreaming of drenching you with my cum.

Don't waste a drop,

Don't you dare stop,

When I start fucking your tongue, primal style.

I'll squeeze my thighs tight

And gasp in delight

As your fingers thrust in and out of my pussy.

Taste your fingers,

Taste me there,

Fall in love, if you dare,

I hear I can be quite intoxicating.

Hold my hips,

Watch me slide,

On your cock

watch my ride,

I am woman,

Watch me glide,

As my hair whips and my tits bounce in pure lust.

Feel my body tremble as I cum,

Releasing juices sweeter than rum

that soak our fucking bed sheets.

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Fujiko Culture

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