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by Forgottenbee

In the taxi

the heat began to rise,

as hands swiftly moved

and began caressing thighs.

_

Gentle strokes

barely touching the skin,

uncontrollable urges,

endorphins racing for sin.

_

Firmer squeezes

zips and buttons undone,

lips meeting,

tongues sweeping,

skin to skin contact had begun.

_

Wanting,

needing,

until car lights

through the window shone.

_

Quickly dressing

from the

front seat

she’d gone!

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