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Aug 2015
Body desires your every touch,
Your hands your lips.. what gets me most is when I feel your breath on my skin slowing giving me chills.  
That's when adrenaline takes place through my veins, it's the sweetest rush I'd like to say.
In less then a minute our close come off, and we come together as time disappears . Eyes stay close, the feel of your touch never gets old.
Humblebee
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Humblebee  Neverland
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