Summer slowly Giving way to Autumn. Westward breezes Blowing through wheat fields. Crumbled grass Under your Sweet bare ass. Golden curls Matching Kansas wheat. Flashing eyes Hungry, Dripping with lust. Beckoning Your tease Worldly, knowing. As I fall deeper Under your spell, Tossing me down. Wicked sexual laugh, Your conquest awaits. Holding my chin, Quick hungry kisses.
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