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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Tonight I want to show you how I worship my King Tell me exactly what you want and I will do anything Anyway you want it, baby it’s your choice Your masculinity is rising, my femininity is moist No need to be gentle, give it all to me Like poetry in motion when our cravings meet Back and forth, up and down, moving left and right I fit you like a glove, holding you tight Lost in this moment, enjoying the beautiful ride Bouncing on your bliss , I feel your bliss deep inside. Curving to you perfectly, as you shift my hips Squeezing my breast, biting my lips Swaying to your beat, steady, nice and slow Penetrating within, as deep as you can go Switching positions, I wrap you between my thighs Melting all over you as our two worlds collide Swimming in my seas and I am so soaking wet. Your skin pressed close against mine, dripping in sweat Gently flip me over, hit it from behind Rhythmically in sync, our secrets intertwine Clutching the sheets, I call out your name Crying tears of joy, such enjoyable pain “Baby whose is it? Do you like it like that? Whispering in my ears, kissing my back. Tapping on my passion like you’re playing drums Grab my waist, call me closer, and see how quickly I come Multiple orgasms, constant climaxing To the point of no return, pure satisfaction
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