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I dreamt Of you,
And that we kissed
Our tounges wrestled
We sighed and moaned
Rushed caressing took place
Although,
I know it wasn't real,
I still wake up
Breathless.....
Every morning
Burning desires
I want all of you
In your birthday
Suit only
With those
taught globes
Adorning pink
Cherries 🍒
and those beautiful
quivering n moist
lips ready to be
Kissed n claimed...
Part her thighs and
use your tounge to
drain all the fucking
chaos from her brain..