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I enjoy the smack of your hips against mine.  It feels as if time is slowing as my senses begin to fade into haze.  You have once again neared my peak and as you hungrily attempt to bring us closer to exhaustion I press into you, arching my back, tightening every muscle, milking every last second of this heavenly assault .  I coax yours and my wet heat with a purposeful moan of your name, knowing what it does to you.  You attempt to hold back, but it’s too late, we both unwillingly lose ourselves, surrendering to the inevitable.

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