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Nov 2020
Massaging your warm tongue with mine,
I love to **** on your lips.
I'm intoxicated by your sweet scent
and trying not to drown in it.
My fingers run through your soft hair,
baby you belong close to me.
I always crave your taste in my mouth,
your kiss makes me weak in the knees.
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