The sky was at top, so was she, so high
the glimpse of her tits from where I was, on the bottom like the pavement not the sky.
Pouring down rain from the heavens, her fluids pouring on my dick with every passing seconds.
I felt the butterflies in my stomach kick,
with the gentle sound of the rain and her soft whispers telling me to go faster, harder, sensually, the sight of her riding me down sensuously was enough to get me dripping like the weather, oh what a pleasure!
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tales of a vixen (NSFW)
Poetrysensual poetic oneshots. SMUT !! SMUT !! SMUT !! credits: alexa demie (picture taken from her Instagram)