A Girl Needs a Little Romance

I love to be kissed.  To me, there is nothing more intmate than to be kissed passionately as you thrust your hard tool inside of my vagina.  Our tongues dance the tango, as the heat from our private parts mix and mingle.  I bite your neck and nibble on your ear, as I whisper to you, telling you that I need you.  Every thrust of your shaft causes an explosion deep down inside of me.  We kiss and become one.  I climb on top of you and whip my hair seductively across your chest.  I crawl down to your throbbing flute and wrap my long, dark hair around your shaft. I use my hair to stroke your instrument, until it explodes like fireworks on the Forth of July.

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