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Dec 2015
these thoughts
entangled with thoughts
our tongues tangled in the dark
lost in her pleasures,
she lost her breathe, she can't talk
contorting her body
exploding with pleasure
trying to catch her breathe, as she gets off.
she falls to the floor she can't walk
one hell of a kiss,
loved how things sparked.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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   Red Fox
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