Her red hair hung over her shoulder
in long and natural waves.
She has a big cat eyes, thin nose
and most importantly, her firm mouth.
Her black beautiful tan skin
was something a saint will lust at
and neither am i a saint
so i opt to frenzy.
I slid my arms around her
she slammed her body against mine
her lips crushed mine
while her tongue whisper! Love!
What a wonderful moment-
if not that all this happened
after i took two bottles of Magic Moment.

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