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Apr 2017
Clothes on the floor, Her hands on my skin

She intwined her fingers with the knots in my back

As the deep heat seeped into my skin

There was a sudden burn comforted by soft lips

The more I felt her lips the more it burnt

Her kisses burnt when our lips were one

But I continued to kiss her because I knew I wasn't done.

~p.w
11/04/17
PixieWee
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PixieWee  21/M/South Africa
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