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Her kisses they burn my skin
with fiery passion
Her hair in my face
I urge her on
Please touch me
Don't tease me tonight
She kisses further down
my chest, my stomach
yes baby yes, don't stop
Her moans against my body
vibrating into my soul
my hands in her hair
just a little further now
She takes me into her warm wet mouth
my back arches, my moans echo thru the room
I stare down at her
wanting to take all of this in
etch it into my memory
her eyes meet mine
I see the love in them
I cry out again
enjoying the sensations she is giving me
slow baby, yes that's the way I like it
My body begins to shake
my heart beats faster, harder
God I am almost there
she meets my gaze again
faster she moves
Yes baby take all of me
I will give you all of my love
I can't hold back any longer
I need the release
Pulling at her hair, I cum
as she drinks me dry
it feels so good
I reach to touch her face
but she is gone
I open my eyes, looking around
then I realize
She is the woman of my dreams......

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