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"The day the widow started to fly"

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"Poetry is the heartbeat of my soul"

She welcomed him home, gave him a drink.  

She stood to her feet, slipped off her top and silk panties.  Determined to give him a show.  Throwing off her inhibitions as simply as stripping off her clothes. 

She lay on cushions, opening her legs, he sees her glorious smooth body, her hands resting on her mons.  Fingers gently part her moist and glistening inner cunt lips, her pearl, radiant.

Teasingly, she plundered her soul before him. Ravaging her form with nails.  Her hips were gyrating and her fingers plunged and dived deep until her dam burst.  Her cry resounding. 

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