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May 2012
Teeth graze salt
from trembling
bottom lip...

head thrown back
neck exposed

his tongue tastes
her need
in heat of sweat...

as he plays soft
upon
Wanton lips

his kiss.
Written by
DieingEmbers
486
   Tilly
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