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Indecency

sounds of quiet, somber knockin' rang upon my door waiting longer makes me want it even more as you glide into the room already knowing the situation I can see it your eyes you lust for deep, slow penetration hot air makes our bodies so wet and moist sometimes I wonder how did i make this sinful choice the yearning inside of my body erases all memory of wrongdoing giving multiple orgasms to you is what i'm pursing making you feel the highest peak of ecstasy your mouth is closed but your eyes softly say sex me I take you to that special place where you have yet to be for one night we shared an erotic night of indecency

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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