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Game Of Moans
Consensual teeth marks tattooing
skin - not quite piercings, but
brief reminders of our
favorite spots where the
skin tastes so much sweeter.
Oh, and I'm gonna push all
of your buttons. Or pinch or
tongue or
push between my lips, whichever
makes for a
better rain dance.
If you've ever wondered what a
craving tastes like, kiss me just
before I've had my
way with you, and satiety just
after.
Let's go from whispers to
screams in a matter of
seconds, from deep breathing to
spry heartbeats. The first to
moan finishes last, and to that, I'll
humbly kneel.
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