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whispers of sweet nothings in her ear kind words with air being blown breath, moist and warm lingers on her collarbone soft tongue caress the warm flesh of her clavicle and cool fingers undress removing the last article of clothing mouth meets salty sweat, and lips trace her silhouette
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 3:48 PM UTC
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whispers of sweet nothings in her ear kind words with air being blown breath, moist and warm lingers on her collarbone soft tongue caress the warm flesh of her clavicle and cool fingers undress removing the last article of clothing mouth meets salty sweat, and lips trace her silhouette
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 3:48 PM UTC
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