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The French call an ****** "the little death" looking at you, *(trace the curve of my neck with your lips)* I would like to suggest- *(close your eyes and search for the secrets of my body with your tongue)* that is to say: *(put your hand in mine don't let go.)* Darling, let's die a little tonight.
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
"La Petite Mort"
The French call an ****** "the little death" looking at you, *(trace the curve of my neck with your lips)* I would like to suggest- *(close your eyes and search for the secrets of my body with your tongue)* that is to say: *(put your hand in mine don't let go.)* Darling, let's die a little tonight.
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Apr 26, 2013
Apr 26, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
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