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I feel deep within me that we are no longer on the same path. You look at me like I am made for fucking and nothing more. Your hands drive me crazy and make me ache to be touched.

I need it just once more, then I am gone.

I will grip your cock as it stretches my tight pussy.  Moan with the pleasure you give me, as my juices flow to my thighs. Feel the heat of your teeth on my neck and your hands gripping my ass.

My god your hands, how will I live without their warmth?

 

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