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my weakest desire part 2.
twist and bend, around each others, like red twislers. we taste the sweet sin of 2 lovers mouths. a crave, a addiction.
my hands run threw your hair, as our lips control our faces, as they move with such haste.
your hands on the small of my back, then swiftly grabbing my ass. fliping me over with wanting of power, allows me to get pushed under you, as you stradle me.
you kiss my breasts and as you do, yours dangle down, so i bite you. moans escape but its too late , i grab your ass flip you , kiss down
