I can smell her sex in the air I reach out and touch her smooth skin I play with her tangled hair She holds me a willing captive She enacts her lustful arts She probes my body gently I taste her secret pleasures I tell her seductive nothings I fall endlessly into her She crashes onto me fully She whispers momentary promises She smiles her mischievous smile We define man and women We explore pleasures so evil We become one as a whole
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