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Dear Muse
Dear Muse,
...i have pressure in my chest; and my pink
nipples;
are like bullets...i can feel the dampness in
my blue jeans...the seam is softly rubbing
against my engorged clit..;
and it is slippery-sweet and hard...
i am going to read it again...i'm so turned
on....on this swivel-seat;......
reading you...
wanting...
Exposed
..expose my lustful passions?...
and i will ride you hard and strong;...
my strength matching yours....;
i challenge you to a wrestle...
naked...
soft bruises of tomorrow..
for now
wet and gripping
you into oblivion.
love me
fuck me.
Gushing ~

you seem to know that i'll cum over and over
again...gushing clear sweetwater like a squirting
fountain;...
i grip;...bucking and quivering and am very,
very loud;....lost with moaning pleasure that is so
painfully intense....
~i lose my mind.
i can feel your pulsing cock plunging into me,
magnificent and hard;...submerging your
swollen flesh into mine....

fuck me more;

i want to surrender.

bdsm fantasies


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