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Infatuation
I can still taste your soul,
All over my lips
Something I miss,
Last encounter was magic,
It started in the kitchen
Ending up to the bedroom,
Your hands on my chest,
My lips on your neck
I can still taste your soul❤️😍
All over my lips
Something I miss,
Last encounter was magic,
It started in the kitchen
Ending up to the bedroom,
Your hands on my chest,
My lips on your neck
I can still taste your soul❤️😍
Published 13th Jun 2021
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14th Jun 2021 5:49am
Bet a few kitchen-to-bedroom sessions happened last night after the England v Croatia world cup tie win in the weather much of England had.
