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And We're One....
I can't get the feel of the skin I'm in unless he's willing to touch me, my mind, my soul
And he does....
He reads out loud to me
from a book with wrinkled musty pages
And his deep voice soothes....
Together our swirling patterns
dance along our heat haze
And we're one....
And he does....
He reads out loud to me
from a book with wrinkled musty pages
And his deep voice soothes....
Together our swirling patterns
dance along our heat haze
And we're one....
Published 13th Jan 2016
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13th Jan 2016 7:47pm
Ahhh . . . You have put a picture of thi in my mind where it will stay forever.
13th Jan 2016 10:59pm
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13th Jan 2016 11:00pm
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13th Jan 2016 10:59pm
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13th Jan 2016 11:25pm
There's nothing hotter then a man that can do
this. There's so much more to women then a pretty face and a nice rack...lol... Happy you liked it Gabriel,thank you 😊
this. There's so much more to women then a pretty face and a nice rack...lol... Happy you liked it Gabriel,thank you 😊
14th Jan 2016 2:54am
reading from a wonderful old book,
that's a nice addition to a sexual encounter, Tommie...
that's a nice addition to a sexual encounter, Tommie...
14th Jan 2016 3:29am
