H20
it started out fun/ we played / we played / and then it happend/he caressed my thigh/ and touched it /so lightly/ joyfully she sat as the tingle lingered/ it began to rise/ rise sensually and not physically / she couldnt move / she couldnt lie she wanted this to happen/ she wanted to feel it / pleasure /awhile it had been since she had been placed in such a hot spot/ her sugar leaked and oozed from her button/ and it flowed /her hair swayed / she danced/ soflty/ with eyes on her he attacked / and they danced / and when the sun gloomed all she asked for was H20
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