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Magic potions, mixed emotions, keeps me open. Words that have been unspoken, while you slowly trace your fingers down to my clit. My pussy has awoken, getting excited with the thought of you taking a deep dive into my oceans. My pussy starts to leak in like a faucet. All the wild things we could do in the forest. Feeling the love that is purest. The way you're eating my pussy, got me feeling as hot as August. Sensually stroking your dick in my mouth. My mental is aroused. It's the chemistry that has our love bound. The way you have my pussy soaking is very profound. Usually, my head be stuck in the clouds. You got me bent over while my head touches the ground. Telling me to keep it quiet. I can't help but to be loud. While you pull me closer to you, I get turned on by the sound of your moans as you talk nasty to me. My body is losing control. It must be the chemistry of the potions, I suppose. It must be our mixed emotions that's putting on the show. It's gotta be the love that's keeping us open. It's the only way our magic could flow.