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The Naked Rebel

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The Naked Rebel


The naked rebel

He knows what he wants

I am under his commands

On the floor my dress lands

I don’t want to resist

For this handsome rebel

Knows I am his

A lingering kiss on my lips

I only want to be his

My bra on the floor

His sensual mouth around my t*ts

Sensations multiply

On his poetic bed am I

Now naked and my thighs open wide

The naked rebel

His hard and thick d**k

Enters my deep inside

Orgasmic

This delicious f**k ride

For my rebel dips in and out

My t*ts bounce to his rhythm

I pant and grasp to his beat

We are naked

Skin on skin

To this sexual beat

He is my naked rebel

He f**ks me so deliciously

The aroma of our sex

The smell as he f**ks me

My naked rebel

My number one fan

One in the same man

His hands on my t*ts

Caressing my b*m

As once again his d**k makes me come

I taste so sweet

Golden syrup honey

Spreading his c*m on my t*ts

Cream on my cherries

I feel his sensual mouth

My naked words he can’t resist

This sweet f**k ride

The naked rebel

Your Naked Poet


Toria

17/10/2021

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