She loved when it was like this
From behind, ultimate bliss
Nice and deep,with every thrust
He rode her hard as if to bust
She’d drop her hand and stroke her clit
Push back to get every bit
Feels his fingers grab her hair
Hand on ass and spank her there
Pull her head back make her scream
Make her sexual juices stream
Until they come fall in a heap
He holds her close, hers to keep
Your words always do something to me and I thank you for that pleasure…
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Mmmm…perfect 😉
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