I awake to see the crack of dawn
Wanting to play and get it on
Wishing that I could just release
The tension that lies inside of me
Feeling the breeze blow through my hair
Hands floating everywhere
Cluttering thoughts yet dejavou
Using my fingers as if they were you
Grasping the curtain and bending the shades
Hardness comes from the way I've played
When being alone what's a girl to do
My thighs are wet from thinking of you....
Nibbler5069
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