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Sep 2014
I'm stuck in a love coma

But I can hear him whispering to me how he loves to kiss my lips,
Delights in pulling his fingertips up my legs,
And how my moans and writhes thrill him into ecstasy.

I'm paralyzed

But I can feel his weight on my body moving from my supple ******* to my long, long legs,
And I can feel his lips move from the back of my knee to the top of my thigh,
And my entire being glows as his mouth meets my neck and his hot, perfect **** slips inside me.

He makes the sweetest love to me I've ever known.

It awakens my soul and everything around me is beautiful.  

And we together are mystically superb.
Ali Coyne
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