Feeling the pulse of the night flowing through my veins in the gables of my green ivy as I taste her breath of sins soft as velveteen And the emeralds of her eyes twist in my mind with lips of lusting fury as her fingers caress, flaming on my chest As her hips give rise entwined on my cock facing the mirror's reflection playing catcher to her eyes of our masquerade While grasping the
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