The sun above me, the poppies below, and her in-between sublimates what I know. I came here to write; she came here to read. Instead we found something that both of us need. Her lips on my body. Her lust for my cock fulfills dreams before daytime stops. Her skin, tan above me, makes me hard as a rock. Her soft breasts that hang from her tender body. They tremble. I watch them. When
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