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Face to Face nose to nose jousting breaths teasing every sense in their bodies Lips close but not quite, so much to say yet silence inhibited all sense of speech His hands slid sensually up and down her spine strumming seductive moans she was his cello and he, her cellist conducting a symphony that she and only she can excel at Jousting breaths high moans tender touches skin on skin it's just ethereal
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 5:15 AM UTC
Music of Me and You
Face to Face nose to nose jousting breaths teasing every sense in their bodies Lips close but not quite, so much to say yet silence inhibited all sense of speech His hands slid sensually up and down her spine strumming seductive moans she was his cello and he, her cellist conducting a symphony that she and only she can excel at Jousting breaths high moans tender touches skin on skin it's just ethereal
maria-etre
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Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 5:15 AM UTC
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