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His smile is like the wind of a mystical dream Playing each harmony on a grand piano in Beethovens honor Touching my ever fiber with his breathe upon my chest, my heart races to become intangled in his population Ravenous passion rains upon my world as his ****** weakens my knees, moaning in rythem alongside spontaneous movement Caressing tender thoughts written on my lips only for his desire to see, he tastes my most inner secrets Revealing my body's pleasure inch by inch, his touch consoles the fire within my soul.
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
FIRE AND ICE
His smile is like the wind of a mystical dream Playing each harmony on a grand piano in Beethovens honor Touching my ever fiber with his breathe upon my chest, my heart races to become intangled in his population Ravenous passion rains upon my world as his ****** weakens my knees, moaning in rythem alongside spontaneous movement Caressing tender thoughts written on my lips only for his desire to see, he tastes my most inner secrets Revealing my body's pleasure inch by inch, his touch consoles the fire within my soul.
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 9:17 AM UTC
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