I BELIEVE IN KINDRED SPIRITS CONNECTING EMOTIONALLY, PHYSICALLY AND SEXUALLY, BUT IT'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE WAY HE'S STRUMMING ME THAT KEEPS ON VEXING ME ~HE'S CARESSING ME~HANDS DOWN I LOVE HOW HE'S SEXING ME... HIS FINGERS ARE MASTERFUL LIKE A SURGEON SPECIALIZNG IN REAL GOOD P^$$Y, I DON'T MEAN TO BE SO RAW BUT IT'S SOMETHING ABOUT THE WAY HE KEEPS ON PUSHING INTO ME... CREATING RIPPLES AND SOUND WAVES THAT LEAVE SEXUAL SECRETS ON STARS, I LOVEEEEE WHEN HE'S PLUCKING ME LIKE HIS FAVORITE TUNED GUITAR... PLUCK PLUCK FAST THIS IS HOW HE FLOWS, PLUCK PLUCK SLOW I'M STARTING TO CURL MY TOES... MY BACK IS ARCHED WITH A SEVERE INTENSE LOOK, I BUST THEM KINDA ORGASM WHERE NEIGHBORS SAY WHAT WAS THAT; THAT SHOOK?.... THAT WOULD BE HIM WITH HIS ARTIST WAY LOVING, CAUSE WHEN HE'S PLUCKING ME GOOD WE DON'T EVEN HAVE TO BE FUCKIN'... HE'S STRUMING MY "PANE" WITH HIS FINGERS~ BUT HE'S LISTENING FOR THE SOUND OF MY WORDS, MY BREATHING HAS BECOME SPORADIC LETTING HIM KNOW IT'S TIME TO COME GET THIS WORK...
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