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Clavate Antennae

Her escaping wetness awakens...
My Clavate antenna extends

As I sense your pulse,

Your phéromone seduction

Pulls me close.

Like moth to flame,

You host and claim

My raging cane,

Attuned… pre-game.

This musky lust,

My clavate crown

Effused, I thrust,

Opulent, slick, round.

Your wet escape

Awakens my cells, 

Near penetrate,

Those perfumed jells.

A primitive breaching,

This mounting Amor.

Hips clash, reaching...

Glistened club seeks more.

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