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First Taste .

Itís midnight and winter and in the dark zero temperature two people aching to meet the other with a fire that burns their souls into a melting mess of legs bodies all askew almost at boiling point. Waiting on the explosion of their first dip of tasting each other. The increased heart rate beating as a snare drum resonated with breath sliding down necks as if was a net to keep this catch forever. Muscles tensing and throbbing and the satisfaction of losing all control with a rhythm of complete lust and trust that manifests into total climatic surrender.

A juice from the fruits of both who taste sweeter together when they slide and feast on their union. Love is dripping in amber nectar between their thighs, and it has a rippling effect of total ecstasy as they fall into their ultimate and ecstatic sugar rush. As the moon light glides and pirouettes in a canvas of platinum-gold woven robes amidst the starlit heavens as they watch in silent wonderment with smiles .
Written by Maple666
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