stevexoxo
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Adam and Eve as everyone knows, lived in the garden without any clothes. In this garden were two leaves, one covered Adam's and the other Eve's. As the story goes, needles to say, along came a wind and blew them away. A wonderful sight made Adam' stare, was her little brown baby, covered with hair. And the wonderful sight that met Eve's eyes, was Adam's thing as it starts to rise. The thrill of seeing this wonderful sight, filled them both with a strange desire. The night was calm and with a wonderful moon, so they began to look for a place to spoon. They came to a spot that suited them both, beneath a tree they laid down to rest. As nature had them in each other's arms, they began to play with each other's charms. Adam placed one hand on her smooth breast, with the other he reached for her nest. The magical touch of Eve's little hand, produced a feeling that made Adam's stand. The unexpected caught Eve by surprise, and soon sound Adam between her thighs. When the head of his joint poked at her hole, it filled her with passion beyond her control. Thrill after thrill filled her entire heart, and slowly but surely her lips spread apart. She spread her legs open as far as she could, for now it had entered and felt so good. She then put her legs up over his back, for now he had it half way up her crack. And Eve kept pushing with all her might, for his was so big and hers was so tight. Then forward and backward he made his glide, until the friction made hers juicy inside. Then all of a sudden she drew with a till, and Adam shoved it all up her hill. And then it was pleasure indead, when Adam's strokes came with greater speed. The more he did it the bigger it got, till it boomed with juice, the depth of her twat. He tightened up with all his strength, and forced it all in the entire length. She made an effort her breath came in jerks, about this time he gave her the works. The climax approached and he started to twist, there was something about it she couldn't resist. She clung to Adam as if in a dream, her pussy was throbbing and spilling cream. She felt Adam's thing as it started to squirt. The mouth of her pussy with pleasure did cling, as it circled the head of his wonderful thing. Her pussy was tight and wouldn't let loose, until it had drained every bit of her juice. When the spilling and joy had both been spilt, she let it remain till it started to wilt. She sighed with relief as it slowly came out, for it gave her great joy without any doubt. The lips of her pussy which he did spread, were tender from friction all juicy and red. And so through the ages people did screw, until at last they came to me and you. Get yourself a girl and show this poem, and when she reads it, she'll ask for the foam. Give it to her in a car or on the grass, and experience yourself a good piece of ass.