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His Naked Soul
The sky growled hushing my thoughts into silence
I wait for his naked soul to enter me and I feel his
beauty wash over me like warm rain on a hot night
and we collapsed inside our aching pleasure
I wait for his naked soul to enter me and I feel his
beauty wash over me like warm rain on a hot night
and we collapsed inside our aching pleasure
Published 5th Feb 2014
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6th Feb 2014 1:13am
Growling sky and warm rain in a hot night of ache.. what's not to like in this rump? Very nice TL!
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6th Feb 2014 11:31pm
Real good. What you wrote I consider is a very good beginning to some passionate love making.
6th Feb 2014 11:33pm
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