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Dec 2011
Sheer curtains billow with the nights breath along my bare skin
Just wishing that it was you... here to taste me again
Slowly my hand traces and reaches down
My eyes closed listening to nights symphony all around
Imagining its your sweet lips and tongue while I touch
Screaming out in delight when it all gets to be too much
Melissa S
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Melissa S
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