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My skin misses thy wet touches
And ears urge for your heavy words.
I still crave a sense deep inside you,
For i want us to gossip fully naked.-
That night,we planned to add some fuel to our fire.We stayed in separate rooms and started texting eachother.When sexting reached its intensity, she couldnt control herself from knocking my door.
There were no words exchanged.
And that was by far the best foreplay we had.
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|| Through words, our bodies meet ||
Pleasure is a poem you sketch,
and trace on my naked ribcage,
as your ink drips across the page.
My mouth, tongue and throat turn dry
as you punctuate your verses,
before the next try.
• Caption •-
She- did you miss me
He- hmm
She- I miss you...
He- hmm
She- मैंने तुम्हें double miss किया
He- double?
She- हाँ तुम्हारे हिस्से का भी miss किया मैंने 🙈 🤭 !!!! ❤️
He- pagli-
You in the bandeau Red ..
And the down in the maroon lacy wet...
The sun at whole bright ..
Making it to feel height...
In this hot noon..
Ohh!! Your call is like a wild boon...
And in between the large distance..
Taking a lusty stance...
Bebe,Strip that down..
Permit me to own...
Brown body on mine call..
Thinking about your curvy ball...-