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Dec 2018
The Contact
The whispers of flesh on flesh
The pressure of you
The slide of fingers down my neck
The breath against a crook
The warmth radiating between us
The blood rushing
The hand on my back
The contact
#flesh #pressure #slide #crook #warmth #blood #hand #contact #rushing
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