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There's an ineffable urge to sidle up against masculinity; to allow his mercurial fervor to unleash these lascivious outbursts of lust that dwell inside the depths of my soul, ravishing him with hungered passion; tasting each sinewy muscle pulsing with flickers of want, like a savored sweet chocolate truffle, indulging slowly in every part I can entwine as he shudders with each lick I inflict lingering in his aftertaste....
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Jun 29, 2012
Jun 29, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
Truffles
There's an ineffable urge to sidle up against masculinity; to allow his mercurial fervor to unleash these lascivious outbursts of lust that dwell inside the depths of my soul, ravishing him with hungered passion; tasting each sinewy muscle pulsing with flickers of want, like a savored sweet chocolate truffle, indulging slowly in every part I can entwine as he shudders with each lick I inflict lingering in his aftertaste....
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Jun 29, 2012
Jun 29, 2012 at 2:01 AM UTC
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