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My breath sharpens and my eyelids close as your traveling hand along my bare skin slows. You grab my neck, pull me in, and press your lips against mine as your hand lovingly massages between my thighs. You climb on top of me sliding your hands along my waist. Our lips connect again. Oh my, how good you taste. My muscles tense and a soft moan escapes my lungs as we connect our hearts, our bodies, and our tongues.
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Aug 30, 2019
Aug 30, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
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My breath sharpens and my eyelids close as your traveling hand along my bare skin slows. You grab my neck, pull me in, and press your lips against mine as your hand lovingly massages between my thighs. You climb on top of me sliding your hands along my waist. Our lips connect again. Oh my, how good you taste. My muscles tense and a soft moan escapes my lungs as we connect our hearts, our bodies, and our tongues.
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25/F/Austin, Texas
Aug 30, 2019
Aug 30, 2019 at 2:14 PM UTC
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