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You are mine.

Skin-to-skin, lost in the moment.

Smooth, against the rough.

Intoxicating, the heated aroma,

Of my sweet fragrance.

Your hands explore my body.

Moans, escape my lips,

Passion leaking from me.

You want it,

You need it.

Trailing your nose down my body,

Discovering my core.

My arousal leaking.


I watch you,

Stripping my knickers from me,

A slow journey down my parted legs,

I want it,

I need it.

I am yours.

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