I feel you move inside me, gently... in and out... up and down... while my sweet little breasts are moving in the rhytm of your thrusts... in and out... up and down...
the world around us is sweet and clear... forgotten are the days we were seperated... only connected we were by phone and mail... and now we are together in the same room, the same bed... connected we are by our bodies and love...
I feel your manhood inside me grow... ready to drop your milk inside... floating through my body full and warm... like ships on an ocean to an island which only one can claim... and then my sweet little breasts your work will be starting... growing in a race with my body, till that day...
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the world around us is sweet and clear... forgotten are the days we were seperated... only connected we were by phone and mail... and now we are together in the same room, the same bed... connected we are by our bodies and love...
I feel your manhood inside me grow... ready to drop your milk inside... floating through my body full and warm... like ships on an ocean to an island which only one can claim...
and then my sweet little breasts your work will be starting... growing in a race with my body, till that day...