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Jul 2016
I bear my claws and tear into my lovers back. I writhe beneath the warm body that is entwined with mine. I wrestle with the forces of the flesh and cut into the flesh. I tear deeply listening to the satisfaction my lover gains, knowing that I am in both pleasure and pain. I hold fast as I reach passions height, I descend to the depths of wicked delight. My breast heave as I pull my lover tight. I want to be filled with all my might. I dig my claws in one last time. Like a feline on a scratching post, I sharpen my claws for one wild time.
James M Vines
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James M Vines  50/M/Atlanta Georgia
(50/M/Atlanta Georgia)   
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