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Mar 2017
I remember, I remember
That night
I remember
When I walked up in the club
Got my drinks
Grabbed a seat
Then you came up to me
You sat down next to me
We engaged in some small talk
To get our blood streams flowing
I loved how when you asked me if my hands were cold
I said "Yes very cold."
You took my hands and rubbed them between yours
until they were warm
and then you placed them on your soft, luscious, gorgeous, gigantic *******
You allowed me to feel all over them
So I squeezed the **** out of those *******
They felt so sweet and soft within my grasp
The warmth of them just made me ******* melt on the inside
You let me finish my drinks
We continued chatting
We went to the V.I.P.
We found a booth
You got on top of me and started grinding
Fast & hard, fast & hard
Twist & turn
Fast & hard
You took your top off
You were really *****
I could tell by how hard your ******* were
They were huge yet gorgeous
They felt like tootsie rolls in my mouth
So soft and so sweet
and your *** was to die for
A sensual chocolate delight
You let me continue to **** on your ******* multiple times
As you seemed to enjoy the sensation of my hot mouth/hot breath on your *******
As you turned around and started grinding your *** in my lap
I gently smacked and buried my face in it
Your *** felt so ******* ****
Your *** felt so ******* amazing
On my face
So warm, so natural, so wonderful
But that was nothing compared to what was in store for the rest of the night
Xoaquín Oznian
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Xoaquín Oznian  USA
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