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A slow lingering kiss
A slow lingering kiss
Slow lingering kisses pass between us when it's late at night, our bodies entwined together, limbs holding nice and tight
Slowly the embers of passion grow into a fires roar, our tongues then do battle, both trying to win the war
Hands searching everywhere, looking for that magic touch, me finding your wetness, the place a adore so much
You find my manhood, it's desperate to be between your hips, you pull me on top of you, inside it gently slips
Moving like a gentle wave, I brush up against your shore, we move in perfect harmony, both bodies wanting more
So the waves grow bigger, they begin to pound your sand, together we move in closer, you hold onto my hand
Fingers blended together, our bodies now blended into one, ferociously we move close to ecstasy, eventually we cum
Wrapped in each others arms, the silence is such bliss, such a wonderful dream that was, all inspired by a wish for, a slow lingering kiss
Ron
Slow lingering kisses pass between us when it's late at night, our bodies entwined together, limbs holding nice and tight
Slowly the embers of passion grow into a fires roar, our tongues then do battle, both trying to win the war
Hands searching everywhere, looking for that magic touch, me finding your wetness, the place a adore so much
You find my manhood, it's desperate to be between your hips, you pull me on top of you, inside it gently slips
Moving like a gentle wave, I brush up against your shore, we move in perfect harmony, both bodies wanting more
So the waves grow bigger, they begin to pound your sand, together we move in closer, you hold onto my hand
Fingers blended together, our bodies now blended into one, ferociously we move close to ecstasy, eventually we cum
Wrapped in each others arms, the silence is such bliss, such a wonderful dream that was, all inspired by a wish for, a slow lingering kiss
Ron
Published 11th Feb 2023
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It started with a kiss
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