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A touch of her body

The taste of her skin,

The forbidden fruit

As they began lovemaking,

The firmness of her breasts

The tight little butt,

The kissing the licking

The sensual suck,

She writhed and she arched

Yet she was in control,

He pounded her body

But her heart and her soul,

We’re not for the taking

This was just physical,

Her long legs and her pretty face

Meant he had no resistance at all,

Her cherry blossom lips

That tasted like wine,

Seemed even more sweet

Every she would ride and then grind,

Covered in perspiration

She demanded so much,

All she wanted him to do

Was give her the best fuck,

This was not about love

It was all about lust,

And her husband enjoyed watching

Every single thrust,

And though is was at first awkward

He simply got lost,

In the sensual desire

And her sexual musk,

She was a hotwife

That demanded a free sexual life,

And her husband was happy

To let her have it alright.