XVI - Arabic Taste

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I'm fool twice.
I fall again for this chocolate eyes .
In prison of dark seas.

Holding my breaths till I moan.
Arabic taste,I feel his fleshy lips.
We can play game between the sheets.

I owe you one.You owe yours.
When we get dirty I want even more.

To suck,to lick all around.
To scream and shout to make clock stop count.
I can't resist emptiness from your lips.

So play with my breast play with magic circle.Come to me,hard and strong against    soft and juicy.

Ride along with me till I can fulfill my pleasure and go to dream land while holding your hand.

Your heart pulse relaxed now.
We made a promise for a period of time.
Now you are my husband
and I'm your wife.

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