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Isn't that Always the Way with Dreams

A kiss, gentle brush of my lips
My heart beats fast in leaps and skips
And instinct raises my curved hips

Feeling the heat of flesh against mine
My fingers trailing down your spine
My hot mouth sucks at your neckline

Your hands caress my hips and ass
Parting that forbidden crevasse
I spread my legs, a saucy lass

A finger slides along my soaked slit
Rubs and rolls my sensitive clit
Hot mouth take nipple, sucks my tit

I writhe beneath, your touch like fire
You play every nerve like a lyre
Hardness presses with your desire

Hot throbbing cock enters my cunt
Its length and girth feel so pleasant
Sensations overwhelm rampant

I move to meet your long thrusts in
Fire of lust and pleasure burning skin
One last thrust and you spurt within

I cry out in ecstatic screams
Then awaken to find moonbeams
Isn't that always the way with dreams

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