High school friend asked me to I picked her up
I craved her curves; she wanted a ride. Her smooth, dark skin glowed under the dim light, lips parted as she slid against me, breath hot and wet. We moved in sync, her body a perfect rhythm, mine a steady pulse. Every touch, every moan, a promise of more. Her passion was electric, my hunger endless. We surrendered to the moment, lost in the fire of desire.
I craved her curves; she wanted a ride. Her smooth, dark skin glowed under the dim light, lips parted as she slid against me, breath hot and wet. We moved in sync, her body a perfect rhythm, mine a steady pulse. Every touch, every moan, a promise of more. Her passion was electric, my hunger endless. We surrendered to the moment, lost in the fire of desire.
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