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When on a crisp morning, her blush in daylight speaks to me in silence, suggestive sweep of eyes scan notice looks, smiles, select moments for admirer to choose chance. ~ First touch is hair, fingertips enter, while soft languor covets skin, just this, enough to arouse eyes, hands feel blessed teasing love. ~ lips drawn toward a meet of anticipation, smiles become ready form to grace each other, eager, anxious delight begins. ~ Your taste while I look inside sultry eyes, saying go, go draw my hips against yours hands slide and shoulders … ~ While now tongues play gasps and fever arise my need to taste all of you begins, soft lips, just love. ~ Our bodies now connect, I feel your ******* as we begin to breathe in one another’s *** – ******* ~ a blouse began my passion that now slides along my chest feeling your ******* draw to my waist, I’m eager, eyes close. ~ Will you please unlatch my … yes, as zipper falls and finger- tips touch inside sliding sweet lips delve into a grasp of me … ~ I lean back against today’s wall.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
Today's Wall
When on a crisp morning, her blush in daylight speaks to me in silence, suggestive sweep of eyes scan notice looks, smiles, select moments for admirer to choose chance. ~ First touch is hair, fingertips enter, while soft languor covets skin, just this, enough to arouse eyes, hands feel blessed teasing love. ~ lips drawn toward a meet of anticipation, smiles become ready form to grace each other, eager, anxious delight begins. ~ Your taste while I look inside sultry eyes, saying go, go draw my hips against yours hands slide and shoulders … ~ While now tongues play gasps and fever arise my need to taste all of you begins, soft lips, just love. ~ Our bodies now connect, I feel your ******* as we begin to breathe in one another’s *** – ******* ~ a blouse began my passion that now slides along my chest feeling your ******* draw to my waist, I’m eager, eyes close. ~ Will you please unlatch my … yes, as zipper falls and finger- tips touch inside sliding sweet lips delve into a grasp of me … ~ I lean back against today’s wall.
thomamundsen
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 6:47 PM UTC
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