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… it. His hands both stay down this time, on the hemispheres of my ass, pulling me into him, flexing. The silky sheath of his stiff cock is pressing against my belly, and I love it, the manifestation of his desire, the anticipation of it separating my folds, gliding along my inner walls, the friction he will create with me.
JK Mill
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Phew JK - this is poetry!
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