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She wasn’t beautiful at all:
She was unhealthy, thin and small —
But there was something in her eyes
That made my flesh enhance and rise.
I took her once to magic trip
That started from her upper lip —
And as we plunged into the wave
She felt the loving that I gave.
Her breasts were not so high to climb —
Though we could feel no space, no time —
Just music played around my bed.
Soon she became so hot and wet.
I got inside, myself upon,
And moved so slowly, on and on —
She didn’t moan and only sighed
Out begging me to stay inside.
It was so hard… hard to refrain…
I changed her road for her lane —
She felt no pain, and every kiss
Approximated to the bliss.
And when we both came to the edge
I felt it was enough to wedge.
So as I grabbed her mussy fur
My load erupted into her.
It wasn’t love — just simple joy.
I used her body as a toy.
So, our trip came to the end —
A lovely night of no regret.
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