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Tuesday, July 10, 2007

All Night

Her hair gazed upon my face
while she whispered in my ear
her perfume placed me in a trans
as she left me at oz

Her whispers lead me on
as I became turned on
while getting a hard on
she is such a turn on

I gazed my hand upon her breast
slightly caressing every inch
gently gliding my way down
fingers drenched with her wetness
as she screamed OH YES

She kneels down on her knees
she pleases me indeed
not to hard not to fast
yet so perfect as I moan

This Night was great
not to bad as she kissed
me goodnight as I felt the
night should of went
on and on.

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