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Temptation all around me, I want to hug it with a middle finger. Place your hand on my stomach, feel the wash of digestion. I slide my fingers up her rib cage strumming them like chords, until I hear a giggle of music. I let myself in that night. As you waited in the backroom bedroom, with all your backroom sexuality. All the latent passion that crept during the day is let loose when I unlock your neck with my tongue. Shivering neckbones make a noise like ornaments caressing on a christmas tree. The gift of your body isn't lost on me, but the gift of love can't make it through this process of unlocking, unraveling and ********** Love straps her bra on, pulls her ******* up and closes her legs. And I don't even miss it, because love speaks with a tongue for talking not *******
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Mar 24, 2012
Mar 24, 2012 at 8:10 PM UTC
Temptations
Temptation all around me, I want to hug it with a middle finger. Place your hand on my stomach, feel the wash of digestion. I slide my fingers up her rib cage strumming them like chords, until I hear a giggle of music. I let myself in that night. As you waited in the backroom bedroom, with all your backroom sexuality. All the latent passion that crept during the day is let loose when I unlock your neck with my tongue. Shivering neckbones make a noise like ornaments caressing on a christmas tree. The gift of your body isn't lost on me, but the gift of love can't make it through this process of unlocking, unraveling and ********** Love straps her bra on, pulls her ******* up and closes her legs. And I don't even miss it, because love speaks with a tongue for talking not *******
Waverly
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35/M/American
Mar 24, 2012
Mar 24, 2012 at 8:10 PM UTC
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