Her Pure White Dove
Lovely her cherry lips; joy, between my thighs; soft her kiss..
Bent knee erotic sensations her palms, caressing my breast
Eyes of love brushing aside her golden locks a gaze; in pink
Silk her velvet's glass sensual as deeper the sighs; beautiful.
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