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frothing at the bit
muscles tense, sweat dripping down
calf muscles stretch tight
eyes scanning wildly
a low rumble in her throat
nostrils flared by scent
feet, impatient, stomp
her head tosses side to side
teeth grinding down hard
eyes focus on prize
hot skin tightens and spasms
saliva collects
the gates fly open
growls of lust ignite the air
feet dig into soil
eyes squint in thin lines
wind swept hair flows behind her
hands clench at her sides
passion scented air
chest heaving with each deep breath
warmth flooding her body
legs stretch to limits
foul words easily spill forth
arms outstretch in front
invisible chains
holding her back from her prize
frustration sets in
moans through gritted teeth
a pulse overtakes her soul
body deceiving
heated sex throbbing
roars echoing off the walls
nails digging in flesh
held back by nothing
yet held back by everything
searching for release
gate closes on her
the moment has come and gone
now she waits once more
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Mmmm… I like. Something is definitely throbbing, yes.
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