Your face was hidden by the shadows but I was captured by your voice. The energy pulling our bodies together was magnetic like we didn’t have a choice. I swear my plan was just to sit with you and talk but when I felt your hands caress my thighs I knew that was a crock. I tried to resist caving into my selfish needs, but when our lips connected the juices started to succeed. Our heart beats faster with our hands roaming around. My flower bloomed from combination of your kiss, touch, and sound. It was louder than a siren calling for you from my vagina. There was no mistaking understanding what it means.
You got the message loud and clear and then you took your shot. Moving your hands up my thighs and sliding your finger into my honey pot. You must have known how to unlock the cheat code to my mind. The next thing I knew I climbed on top of you on that public park bench to grind.
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