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How may I inspire you tonight?
he whispers..
-She trembles with
the sound of his
voice. There were
a million things
he wanted to say
to her.
Her nearness affected
him physically, as it
always did..
She fought the urge
to stiffen and resist
him, but couldn't.
-HE was to powerful.
Touching her lips;
he immediately felt
the blood drumming
in his fingertips, his
throat, even the soles
of his feet.
Yet, they were nothing
compared to the blood-throb
of his erection..
He never felt her
this wet before;
the urge to pounce
her over whelmed
him. Licking her
with hot breathes
and flicks of his
tongue!
The heat within her
permeated, lingered;
as desire splashes
onto their thighs
like Hot Rain!
-She trembles with
the sound of his
voice. There were
a million things
he wanted to say
to her.
Her nearness affected
him physically, as it
always did..
She fought the urge
to stiffen and resist
him, but couldn't.
-HE was to powerful.
Touching her lips;
he immediately felt
the blood drumming
in his fingertips, his
throat, even the soles
of his feet.
Yet, they were nothing
compared to the blood-throb
of his erection..
He never felt her
this wet before;
the urge to pounce
her over whelmed
him. Licking her
with hot breathes
and flicks of his
tongue!
The heat within her
permeated, lingered;
as desire splashes
onto their thighs
like Hot Rain!
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