My wife sitting on my face while I’m licking her vagina.
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In moonlight's gentle, soft embrace,
A dance unfolds at tender pace.
With whispered breaths, the night is fraught,
In countless stars, desire is caught.
A world away from time's steady race,
With passion guiding our sacred space,
Lost in a universe both wild and sweet,
Where hearts and souls in rhythm meet.
Here, in tender shadows' grace,
Love's tapestry we deftly trace,
In silent rapture, both complete,
Two souls entwined, a love replete.