Her

Location

Her curves

lips

buttery 

smooth hips.

Her tender 

hands

hair in

soft strands.

Her thick lump

thighs.

Her want-me 

eyes.

Breasts so soft

supple

neck aloft

make love to

her gentle

caress

her sweet

fall for her and

she'll let you hit the 

concrete.

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