Drawing my finger down your spine With the lightest possible touch. I caress your sacrum with my lips, My tongue gently moving to part your cheeks, Fingers slide over your wetness, The wetness that always grows at my touch. Smiling, I blow a stream of air from my lips And watch your lips glisten and quiver in response. I love the way your cunt responds to me! Your head still
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