Just be there.
As we sit cross legged.
Your phallus in my depth.
My heaving bosom on your sculpted chest.
Be there
Let our beats resonate,
As we gyrate to meaningless lust.
Look into my eyes,
You will find yourself there.
As we sit cross legged.
Your phallus in my depth.
My heaving bosom on your sculpted chest.
Be there
Let our beats resonate,
As we gyrate to meaningless lust.
Look into my eyes,
You will find yourself there.
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