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sweet gas station champagne and rocky ******* melodic moans escape as you whisper my name our tongues dance like children in soft summer rain silky lips on my ******* desire surging through my veins now drunk on your presence and high on romance you softly kiss my forehead then slip on your pants body tingling, mind racing while lost deep in your trance you waltz out the door and slur "glad i had the chance”
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 3:21 PM UTC
the magic in mystery
sweet gas station champagne and rocky ******* melodic moans escape as you whisper my name our tongues dance like children in soft summer rain silky lips on my ******* desire surging through my veins now drunk on your presence and high on romance you softly kiss my forehead then slip on your pants body tingling, mind racing while lost deep in your trance you waltz out the door and slur "glad i had the chance”
leigha-fabian
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 3:21 PM UTC
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