Koitus

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My legs frail
From the rough love I am given
Adrenaline flows through me
Whenever I see him

My hitching breath
My racing heart
His flicking muscle
My lips part

My entire being adheres
To his every command
His plump lips
Caress my skin

I burst as a reward
In our night of koitus

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