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by rgpage nuzzled tightly to his chest she quietly begs him stay, her gentle touch  along his arms says ‘please my love don’t go away.’ her soft lips tenderly touch his mouth with kisses as warm as a summer’s eve. wrapping her tightly in his arms he lets her know that he won’t soon leave. staring wistfully into each other’s eyes as busy fingers silently toil, garments loosened and cast aside, as eager love’s longing begins its slow boil. taking their time and guarding their urges not letting this passion’s moment be lost. to inner emotions brought to a boil so often the payment of love’s urgent cost. with muscles taut he draws her near while inner butterflies stretch their wings. naked bodies as yet unexplored   a course is set toward splendorous things. kissing, caressing, an **** of motion his fingertips track her silky soft skin. his huge hands gently cupping her ******* embarked on an evening of beautiful sin. with a look in her eyes of a young lover’s trance her hands glide o’er his youthful frame.         in time  fingers find their way to their mark his desire’s aroused in love’s youthful game.     to bed now they go with its cool sheets waiting they’ve said that they’ll know when the time is right.    supporting her frame as he lowers her down for them their time’s now as their bodies unite.
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Jan 1, 2012
Jan 1, 2012 at 6:42 AM UTC
young love stay
by rgpage nuzzled tightly to his chest she quietly begs him stay, her gentle touch  along his arms says ‘please my love don’t go away.’ her soft lips tenderly touch his mouth with kisses as warm as a summer’s eve. wrapping her tightly in his arms he lets her know that he won’t soon leave. staring wistfully into each other’s eyes as busy fingers silently toil, garments loosened and cast aside, as eager love’s longing begins its slow boil. taking their time and guarding their urges not letting this passion’s moment be lost. to inner emotions brought to a boil so often the payment of love’s urgent cost. with muscles taut he draws her near while inner butterflies stretch their wings. naked bodies as yet unexplored   a course is set toward splendorous things. kissing, caressing, an **** of motion his fingertips track her silky soft skin. his huge hands gently cupping her ******* embarked on an evening of beautiful sin. with a look in her eyes of a young lover’s trance her hands glide o’er his youthful frame.         in time  fingers find their way to their mark his desire’s aroused in love’s youthful game.     to bed now they go with its cool sheets waiting they’ve said that they’ll know when the time is right.    supporting her frame as he lowers her down for them their time’s now as their bodies unite.
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Jan 1, 2012
Jan 1, 2012 at 6:42 AM UTC
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