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Jan 2018
You glow like the light of the harvest moon soft golden rays to fill my starry heart your sweet breath teases my naked skin so warm and moist like a southern breeze your scent the perfume of night blooming flowers your taste salty and tangy like the warm sea air your body trembles at my slightest touch a willow tree, shook by the ***** wind your mossy rise is so dewy and inviting, softly, and seductively, it calls out to me... to kneel and taste your secret delights lost in a vortex of your endless desire as the harvest moon looms overhead and bathes our flesh in it's soothing light.
Brian Hoffman
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Brian Hoffman  26/M/New York
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