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He had no idea No idea she wanted him so badly No idea of the waxing and the shaving Of all that money spent at the salon And the bathing and the creams and the scents Of the wipes and the retreads to get her face just right Of the breeze beneath her dress all day Tickling her pussy Making her see every tree, every alley Every park bench and every echoing empty gallery room Every cloakroom down a windy restaurant corridor As a place her blood pounded for him to fuck her But she was home now And he was still being polite And her pussy was still pounding She would list for him every single place she had wanted to fuck him today That would break the ice -- source link
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