She is passionate when she is loved
But that doesn’t mean she’s free to touch,
But given approval from her she gives so much
And then you’ll find she can’t get enough,
Her body trembles in anticipation of new sensations
It’s like every time is a new form of defloration,
She wants to feel it, sense it, and embrace the experience,
Of something fresh and something new
But she will always return to her love so true,
No matter how much time she spends with you,
Sharing her body and her love as an act of freedom
And to feel real pleasure in every and every sinew,
At different times and different venues,
While always knowing where her home really is
And not being gone too long so as to be missed.
fauxcroft 
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