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Aug 2018
Angel, let me touch the darkness...                   
And melt it away with the glow of your kiss.
Make me tell the taste of silence from the moan codes between our sweaty radiating skins.
Kamasultra...
Watch me surrender.
Task me to lay description of your climaxed inclinations and intentions.
Let your hip-bends damage my innocence and fuse deep in my memory.
Josh Cooper
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Josh Cooper  M/Malawi, Africa
(M/Malawi, Africa)   
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