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Pleasure From The Vine

It started slowly, didn't it,
This love we share, it's passionate.
So soft my touch upon your breast
As you caress my heaving chest.

We move as one to feed our need
Because our lust is filled with greed.
How could I ever thank the fates
That let us join and love as mates.

Your hand will guide my throbbing stem
Into your pulsing, humid quim.
Your honeyed pussy takes my cock
Into its slick and steamy dock.

My heaving, thrusting makes you come
And even more you love my thumb
That rubs your clit to cause your moans
As I keep fucking, making groans.

You take my milk that fills your cunt
And I am humping 'til you grunt
With lust and loving acceptance
Of all I give in this sex dance.

Your body pleases mine so well,
You always make my manhood swell
By taking it between your lips
And giving it some little nips.

Your tongue has talent as it licks
Because you've always loved the dicks,
And pleasing me is now your joy
Since I've become you best sex toy.

My cream will fill your throat so deep
With so much come you gag and weep,
And gaze up at my eyes with glee.
I know I make you feel so free.

We play our games of Master, sub.
We've joined a very special club.
But you must know that I adore
The one I call my little whore.

And it is simply our new fun
That we create as two in one.
We ferment loving from the vine,
And we sip from the online wine.

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