Rubber Heat

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In heat of our passion,

Skin was rubbing

Against rubber



Our flesh stretched

From the elasticity

Of our illustrious lust.



And when our bodies

Snapped with pleasure,

We became a glove of love.

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And when our bodies
Snapped with pleasure,
We became a glove of love

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