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When I return home bird chirps nest breaks rest smiles waft free windborne air wears look of fest. Babbles she how was day if I had timely meal or forgot in rhyme's play doubt she always will. Merrily she chats her mind tidbit honest gossips weariness recedes behind break in smile my lips. Betwixt I slowly undress she wants not a word missed I don't leave her place sit in towel for twenty minutes. Can't say when sweats dry up spent is this sweet span cold gets hand's teacup by warmth of heart's woman.
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
Twenty Minutes in a Towel
When I return home bird chirps nest breaks rest smiles waft free windborne air wears look of fest. Babbles she how was day if I had timely meal or forgot in rhyme's play doubt she always will. Merrily she chats her mind tidbit honest gossips weariness recedes behind break in smile my lips. Betwixt I slowly undress she wants not a word missed I don't leave her place sit in towel for twenty minutes. Can't say when sweats dry up spent is this sweet span cold gets hand's teacup by warmth of heart's woman.
pradip-chattopadhyay
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
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