Oct 2015
The wind touched me slowly
Her cold made me feel bare
Her soft hands gently going down
Holding every inch of me
It was heaven on earth
I was hers
She was mine
The wind carried me away
Her cold made me feel bare
Her soft hands gently going down
Holding every inch of me
It was heaven on earth
I was hers
She was mine
The wind carried me away
Heavy breathing.
(M/Philippines)
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