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Jun 2016
Sensual lines,
like waves of sin
that form your skin
inch by inch.

If you go away from my touch
I'll consume in desperation,
I'll chase your scent
til you are back in my arms.

My destination, your mouth
my intentions aren't pure,
you make my mind high
and my body loose control
and gain all desire.

Aroused by your every thought,
down there, rock hard
waiting to penetrate you
hard, soft and gently.

Angel of mine,
you made me your slave
the moment that
for the first time
I lost my mind.

Steal every bit of your breath,
as we rock our bodies
letting the night unfold.
MonHX soul whispers
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MonHX soul whispers  39/M/Nashville, Tn
(39/M/Nashville, Tn)   
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   Evna-Luna
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