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A Sunday morning f**k
A Sunday morning f**k
Your head buried in between legs
Licking my sweet tasting juices
I moan with delight
As your big swelling d**k
Your beautiful d**k
Slides in the Naked Poetess inner beauty
Slowly first
You love her bouncing t*ts
As you up the pace
Her beautiful t*ts in your face
Your manly hands hold her soft buttocks in your hands
The crescendo to this beautiful f**k
As you hear her come
Orgasm done
Like Number one fan has never gone
As she holds his d**k
He waits on her poetic words
The sweet aroma of sex
As they start another poetic verse
A Sunday morning f**k
Your Naked Poet
Toria
21/11/2021
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