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Styles Jun 2024
The rhythm of his fingers,
on her **** quickened,
each stroke becoming more insistent.
Her moans consistent,
With the waves of pleasure,
radiating through her.

He does it so good to her,
her breath comes in,
shallow, needy gasps.

With his fingers
he teased her entrance,
feeling the heat and wetness there.

Slowly,
he pushed ******* inside,
feeling the tight,
velvety walls of her *****,
clench around them.
fingers in and out,

Curled to hit the right spot
Got her begging him not to stop
Styles Jun 2024
Your perfectly shaved deliciousness spread,
Juices dripping all over the bed.
Pulsating with pleasure, my heart raced,
Watching your hips gyrate with grace.

Twisting and turning in rhythmic delight,
In sync with each ******, a passionate night.
You slowed down, legs open wide,
Fingers parting folds, wet and warm inside.

Talented hands exploring with skill,
Every touch sent shivers, a lingering thrill.
Our bodies danced in a heated embrace,
Lost in the moment, heartbeats kept pace.
Styles Jun 2024
Your perfectly shaved deliciousness spread,
Juices dripping all over the bed.
Pulsating with pleasure, my heart raced,
Watching your hips gyrate with grace.

Twisting and turning in rhythmic delight,
In sync with each ******, a passionate night.
You slowed down, legs open wide,
Fingers parting folds, wet and warm inside.

Talented hands exploring with skill,
Every touch sent shivers, a lingering thrill.
Our bodies danced in a heated embrace,
Lost in the moment, heartbeats kept pace.
Styles Jun 2024
Propped on pillows, a vision divine,
Legs spread-eagle, an intimate shrine.
Hands cupped your flower, fingers roam free,
Wandering fields of ecstasy.

Eyes closed tight, lost in delight,
Bottom lip bitten, a tantalizing sight.
Fingers dance in a rhythmic spell,
Arousing whispers, where secrets dwell.

The scene before me, pure intoxication,
A moment steeped in deep fascination.
I could only dream, imagine the feel,
As your touch brought pleasure, raw and real.
Styles Jun 2024
In the dark, our secret lair,
Fingers slid through
******* tear.
***** wet
sheets damp,
her heat profound,
Wet and ready,
hearts unbound.
Hand inside, fingers ******,
Her body squirmed, moans of lust.
Eyes closed tight, breath in gasps,
Desire's grip, no time elapse.
By the time She ***,
He can't last,
Scene is hot,
Just at glance
Whispered love,
voice of need,
Rhythm fierce,
bodies freed.
Intense, raw,
pleasure's height,
In that moment,
pure delight.
Styles Jun 2024
The in the dark corner, we are hidden away,
I reached into her sweatpants, sway.
Her G-string *******, pulled out the way.
Fingers brushed her flesh thin,
Heat radiating from within.

Her *****, warm and wet, replied,
******* soaked, no secrets to hide.
Hand slipped in, fingers slide,
She squirmed, eyes closed, open wide.

Moans soft, breath heavy, need profound,
Her voice a whisper, a lustful sound.
Lips parting, body tense,
Lost in raw, electric sense.

Each touch a spark, a flame ignites,
In the darkness, pleasure lights.
Her whispered love, a gentle plea,
Bound together, wild and free.
Styles Jun 2024
I reached into her sweatpants tight,
Fingers brushing ******* light.
Her ***** warm, inviting, wet,
******* soaked, no regret.

Encouraged by her eager sigh,
I slipped my hand and ventured high.
******* slid in, smooth and deep,
She squirmed, eyes closed, in pleasure's keep.

Soft moans escaped her parted lips,
Her body arched, her movement trips.
She whispered love, her need so clear,
In that moment, nothing to fear.

Her voice filled with lustful plea,
Our rhythm set in ecstasy.
In the moonlit woods, shadows dance,
Lost in our ****** trance.
Her *** running down his hand
as it stains her pants.
Styles Jun 2024
In the moonlit forest, shadows dance,
Madison caught in a lover's trance.
His fingers slid inside her jeans,
Touch igniting lustful scenes.

******* damp, her breath grew quick,
Fingers ****** with rhythm slick.
A come-hither twist, a knowing stroke,
Moans escaped as pleasure spoke.

**** pressed firm, her body writhed,
Ecstasy, she could not hide.
****** crashed in waves so deep,
Shuddering, she found her peak.
Styles Jun 2024
In moonlit woods, with no one near,
Madison and her lover clear,
A playful glance, a daring smile,
They knew they’d linger here awhile.

He slipped his hand in her sweatpants tight,
His touch ignited pure delight.
Her ******* soaked, her body warm,
He slid in fingers, slow and calm.

With a come-hither, soft and sweet,
He stroked her till she felt complete.
His fingers danced in rhythmic tease,
Her moans grew loud, her pleasure pleased.

He pressed her **** with firm intent,
Her body quivered, passion spent.
Exploring depths, each secret spot,
Her hips replied, her breath grew hot.

Her ****** built, her cries did soar,
In waves of pleasure, she implored.
With one last ******, she reached her peak,
A cry of joy, her knees grew weak.

In shared delight, their bond grew tight,
A secret kept from that moonlit night.
Each meet they had, a new delight,
In those deep woods, pure passion's height.
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Styles Jun 2024
The only thing I want to do, is you. A few moments of our time, frozen in the stillness of eternity. My words, a delicate dance with your beautiful mind, intertwining our thoughts. As my pen glides across these pages, I imagine your lips formed in stages, the thought captivating me and holding me there.

I see the way your lips part to read each word, your tongue gently stroking the roof of your mouth as you whisper "delicate." It's as if my words have taken control of your mind, it's relevant. Eyes pacing the movement of your lips with each syllable. It’s like I am an observer, watching from the sidelines, feeling an intimate connection as you embody my insides.
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