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His hand paints as a brush guided by her shape. As lips leave impressions for the other to taste. He Breathes and holds what was just exhaled. Capturing the essence, savoring her used air. Steered by his nose, her chin doth rise. He kisses her neck, while she closes her eyes. Directed by the heavens of creation and fall. Tonight, together, they answer the call. Passion, desire, pumped through the veins. She pulls on his lips, he pulls at her lace. She wiggles out of her ******* on comes the lever. That fills up the cup with indulgence in pleasure. Latches and buckles and the picking of locks. Dress is ripped, while kissing, and taking off socks. Held strong in strong arms, but soft on the bedding. He arrives at parting skies as she starts sweating. Dancing in unison, discovering wonders innate Movement in moment, captured somewhere in space
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Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 12:52 AM UTC
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His hand paints as a brush guided by her shape. As lips leave impressions for the other to taste. He Breathes and holds what was just exhaled. Capturing the essence, savoring her used air. Steered by his nose, her chin doth rise. He kisses her neck, while she closes her eyes. Directed by the heavens of creation and fall. Tonight, together, they answer the call. Passion, desire, pumped through the veins. She pulls on his lips, he pulls at her lace. She wiggles out of her ******* on comes the lever. That fills up the cup with indulgence in pleasure. Latches and buckles and the picking of locks. Dress is ripped, while kissing, and taking off socks. Held strong in strong arms, but soft on the bedding. He arrives at parting skies as she starts sweating. Dancing in unison, discovering wonders innate Movement in moment, captured somewhere in space
john-gerard
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Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 12:52 AM UTC
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