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Nov 2012
I love the sounds
we make.
The squeaking bed,
our gasps and moans,
the whimpers and sighs...
of grunts and growls
and skin slapping skin
or that wonderful
churning butter
slurp slurp slurp
of *** well done.
Written by
stratton wayne stclair  64/M/Roanoke, Va
(64/M/Roanoke, Va)   
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