Miss Duke and I, we're not just acquaintances, we're soulmates when it comes to pleasure. Our chemistry is electric, and every time we're together, it's a race to see who can reach the climax first. I start by teasing her ass, my fingers dancing over her curves, making her squirm in anticipation. Then, I plunge them deep inside, eliciting moans of pleasure that reverberate through the room. Her tight hole clamps around my digits, inviting more. I oblige, going deeper, exploring every inch of her. The sight of her writhing in pleasure is enough to make me hard. I take out my throbbing member, stroking it in sync with our moans. She joins me, her hands working her wet folds. The sight of her, lost in pleasure, is a sight to behold. Our bodies move in perfect harmony, our moans filling the room. This is our love language, a dance of pleasure and passion that leaves us both spent and satisfied.