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I like how--
--I like how you're made.
I like all the slopes on your body.
I like how it bends.
I like how it bends-and bends --- back.
I like how it arches.
I like how it twists -- twists in glory--
--and spasms, while you're arching your back.

I love--
--I love the--underside -of your breast
I like its curve.
I love your brownish-pinkish button
Perched on top
--like the cherry on the sundae.
--like the queen of your mound.
I like all your pinks.
I just
----love. I just really love
The way your body --- moves
--in these impossible ways.

I like how you writhe.
I like how you moan and grip-
I like your white-
--your white juices and their taste.
I like getting it on my fingers.
---and licking it off -- I like how it feels
in my mouth.

I love your red.
--The red inside of your folds.
I like to get in it.
----I like to move in it-and it's warm
it's wet.
--Oh God--I love it.
I love you.

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