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Addicted To Softness
As my hands
and eyes roam
over your body,
my breath shortens,
my pulse escalates,
my face flushes.
The softness of
you, all of you,
at the magic
encounter of our
desires the softness
in every place
turns to hotness.
And arousal; as soft
lips ignite a fire
and the magical journey
has begun. Please
meet me at the
KISSING PLACE
and we'll harden
our soft places.
and eyes roam
over your body,
my breath shortens,
my pulse escalates,
my face flushes.
The softness of
you, all of you,
at the magic
encounter of our
desires the softness
in every place
turns to hotness.
And arousal; as soft
lips ignite a fire
and the magical journey
has begun. Please
meet me at the
KISSING PLACE
and we'll harden
our soft places.
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