Girl behind the counter of a bookstore

She flicks through a book,
laughing in short,
high-pitched, breathy
exhalations
that distract me
from my browsing.
I’ve forgotten what
I was looking for,
and instead ponder
the sounds she’d make,
naked and shuddering
before me, as I
unhurriedly
brought her to climax
with my tongue
in her cunt
and her arse
in my hands.

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