__________by ~*tj*~

that voice is the stuff of which dreams are made
and inhibitions are lost
cream cum down
and
turned to sound
like
the rasp of wet silk against
hard nipples.
that voice
enough to make you
wet
make you
forget
yourself in the need to hear
fuck me
whisper slowly into your ear
that voice
turns a gasp into a song
and a moan into a symphony
and creates within my pussy a beautiful composition of throbbing
to the rhyme, rhythm and reason
of that damn voice

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