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*with passion i pressed my wet lips on yours so i could taste your tongue soft and sweet in a mouth full of drops or somewhere between two subtle tongues when the sky fell down on us we dancing in the storm and heavy rain jumping with the thunder all we needed we between all damps from the day wishing to be naked and free like our bodies during an evening storm*
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 2:17 PM UTC
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*with passion i pressed my wet lips on yours so i could taste your tongue soft and sweet in a mouth full of drops or somewhere between two subtle tongues when the sky fell down on us we dancing in the storm and heavy rain jumping with the thunder all we needed we between all damps from the day wishing to be naked and free like our bodies during an evening storm*
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 2:17 PM UTC
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