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In the dimly lit room, a man's soothing voice whispers poetry, igniting a woman's desires. His words, like velvet caresses, paint vivid images in her mind, making her pussy ache with need. She squirms, her fingers tracing her hardening nipples, then dipping into her wet panties. His voice guides her, telling her to touch herself, to imagine his cock filling her, his hands squeezing her breasts. She moans, her body writhing, as she fucks herself to his poetic commands, her orgasm a symphony of their shared lust.