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Apr 2015
The breath of an animal, hot on the palms of your hands, life being expelled out of them,
The passion driven behind the breathing is unmistakably right, God would have it no other way. It feels the same when your ontop, life from your mouth on my neck. Making me tremble, untamable life form.
Madeysin
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Madeysin  Pa
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