My muse, i drill you harder,
Every thrust make me want you more,
Every swing your body makes, invokes a lore,
So sensuous, so salty therefore is your core,
I don’t want to remain on the shore,
To the depth, to you core, my heart implore

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My phallus pulsating taking a glimpse of you,
Treading on a path of delirious desires,
Making its way deep down your erotic alleys,
Tiptoeing salivatingly over your curves,
Till it reaches the destination it ever craved

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The slow sensuous tease
And the dopaminal release
I adore your desires
As if my feelings you hire,
We make rhythmic motion
Swinging in each other’s notion
Till we become one in commotion.

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It’s Sunday and the desires overpowering the deepest recesses of my mind . I hold my phallus and fantasise you in the filthiest way possible

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My hands aching to hold your voluptuous curves
When are you going to release me of this ache?

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Battering her tangled desires he awoke the seduction in her and made it a wreckage of ruin her mischievous heart deliberating on since eternity

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The calm moonlit nights of autumn, with the tantalizing aura of our hydraulic desire, pull us deeper into the dark recesses of passion. With raw kisses, our parched lips indulge, clinging onto long, unyielding hugs, while our impatient hands caress with urgency. Every touch and embrace offers a moment destined to be immortalized.

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Voluptuous you
I drool over
Sensuous all through
Cometh the rage
In the Passions cage
I soar
To my core
Higher I go
With each blow
Till i burst
In the abyss of flow

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I lose myself in you,
Deeper I sink, our passion true,
Soothing sensations unfold,
Until moans grow louder, wild and bold.

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Our cravings are mutual,
Our roaring passions are intense,
Our bodies are entwined,
Oh, the harmony, oh the solace

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