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#finalthrust
Every touch, electric every nerve, aflame eyes locked, to eyes we'll never be, the same Moving with such ease her mouth, her lips, divine consuming, every part our bodies, perfectly, aligned Feeling her liquidity her fingernails, on skin hitting all the high notes without, and so, within Culminating in the moment control, lost to the lust climaxing, at the peak with, the final ****** Sliding in, the velvet glove slow gliding to the verge time, that we hold back so at the pinnacle, converge
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Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 9:38 AM UTC
Arriving together