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The click of the key the shoes in the cabinet the slight rustle in the toilet and intimately the gleam under the bathroom door, his smell entering at my feet I already know how he slides towards me carefully warming his hands under his armpits to caress me from sleep to wonderful and to make me stretch out in a sea of time where the wind rises and hands and mouths rush unstoppably till the sky clears And then again
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Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 2:14 AM UTC
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The click of the key the shoes in the cabinet the slight rustle in the toilet and intimately the gleam under the bathroom door, his smell entering at my feet I already know how he slides towards me carefully warming his hands under his armpits to caress me from sleep to wonderful and to make me stretch out in a sea of time where the wind rises and hands and mouths rush unstoppably till the sky clears And then again
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Zywa
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Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 2:14 AM UTC
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