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Nov 2015
You bring back memories of a time when I watched his hands grace over the keys
Becoming jealous because he spent more time touching you instead of me
Clair de Lune he played you from beginning to end with no accompaniment from anyone
Finishing with satisfaction
Pianissimo was how he made love to both of us
I honestly hated sharing you with him
But I never lost his trust
I never saw past your scheme
The plan you had brewing for both of us
Oh Clair de Lune I thank you now
I learned he loved playing you because he loved when I watched him
He was passionate to you only to get me excited
Our foreplay
Our aphrodisiac
Clair de Lune
Thank you
Emilia Rose
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Emilia Rose  Arizona
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