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In her

succulence,

I cry out.

See flashes in my eyes,

she flows unchecked.



Let me slip comfortably into her waves,

Let me slip silently beneath

As I flow into her

wetness.



I pump through her pulse.

She nourishes me.

She holds the thrill deep within,

she brings me life.