Golden Fingertips

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Golden Fingertips 

As her long hair flows and she wriggles her toes;

Her golden finger tips take grip around my hips;

She pulls me closer and kisses my cheek

A faint voice in my ear comes in for a peek.

The whisper so quietly, I love you babe

Still surprises me ever so much to this day

I long for another kiss and I react slow

I feel her warm breath against my nose

I brush my face against hers as our skins touch.

Her skins so soft I can feel her blush.

Her finger tips full of adventure and rush.

Squeeze my butt and press it so much.

I like this, I love her, I don't want it to stop

She strokes my fluffy hair with her fingertips

As I kiss her softly on her lips

She is beautiful she is divine

Babygirl is forever mine

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