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Fantasy
She walks past me and my heart stops, I turn my head trying to get a better view As she walks by Swaying her beautifully shaped hips The naughty things I can do to her Her long dark brown hairs That lays down her back right above her Perky ass. Damn! Her face at a glimpse is just flawless Her plump red lips is just asking to be sucked The dimples that plop up when she smiles Her eye, man her eyes The golden brown so unfamiliar With specks of green that screams nature She’ is so different Different from women I’ve met She’s is a goddess The goddess I dream of at night The one that comes to teach me of ways Ways to please such a beauty But I can’t pay attention The way her back arches when I hit the right spot The way she grabs the sheets when she’s going to climax The way she screams my name The way she moan in my ears The way she grab my head for more I don’t think she’ my teacher anymore. I’ve learned everything I need to know. But then I wake up. My body is arouse. I’m dripping, Then I realize, it was all but a dream.
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