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Oct 2017
Her skin was basked in the soft glow of the ember fire of the candle. She looked so serene, so beautiful, the exhaustion of their ****** night showing through her dropping eyes.

He smiles and kisses her forehead sweetly. "My darling" he whispers lovingly against her skin and she hums with a smile of delight.

"Yours..." she answers, voice as sweet and as loving.
J
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J  21/F/in my head
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