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Seeking Release

Within me does a tempest roar
Which leaves me calling out for more.
I treat myself with lust so raw,
It leaves me tender, tight and sore.

Tenfold have I, in climax, cried
Yet each time ended unsatisfied.
Again, I spread my long legs wide
And seek, once more, the gushing tide.

My swollen clit, I start to tease
And thrust my fingers in-and-out with ease.
Tightly together do I press my knees,
Begging, crying, calling: "Please!"
My body arches in orgasmic elation,
Only to end in quick termination...

Perhaps the answer to my sexual frustration
Does not lie in my masturbation
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