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by dokurtybitz

I hold her tight,
My hand cups
The remembered swell
Of her breast,
As the echos
Of her breath


Caress my ears,
The warmth
Of her ass
Sylph like, lies
Upon my thighs,
As i tumble down
To sleep

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