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A Love Game

And we stand facing each other in the hall Romantic Spanish guitar in the background Our lips were in the same level My high heels made it possible Your hands over my waist Mine over your shoulders Our eyes on eyes And my feet on your feet Now time for a game My mouth moved that apple over your body And if it fall, one kiss for one fall I let it fall again and again so that I can have enough kisses You step ittle back with each crawl I put all my strength on you that you fell on the sofa You lay there in sofa, and I stand Still crawling that apple with my mouth Suddenly the apple falls and crawls under the sofa I leave it and get over you The music is still on and with the music I flow I finally unbutton your shirt and turn off the lights
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Written by
banita-khanal
Nepalese
Published
Nov 8, 2015
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24·155
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#love#romance#guitar#erotic#spanish
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