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Inched up super closeit’s hard to tell exactly what it is of coursewith all due respect she knows how to moveagainst the edgesshe whispers again. Time plays with attentionshe grasps the hourgoing beyond usthe mood shifts and moves. I can picture no other lifecoming close to being inside her,I reach, and she receiveships are effortless…

A cost analysisOf My trigger pointa pure devout wantingbeauty so softly heldhelps ease the praying hoursspent in absolute silence. Me and My thoughtsmemorize the forbidden words. Love and be loved in return,she mirrors my convictionon the edge of her eternal bedthe hours create certain imagestiny thingsplay later. We see each other in our reflections. The…

The first four wordsever spoken by youhad me tied up in knots,I know now the gameplayed softly of course. I promised thenthis love-drawn devotion would always be yours. And on that soft bed you truly sworeto lay in waitwanting the feel of ropeto take all balance away. There are thingsI can ask of youand no…

The girl with magiclove sits in her eyesin our bed we can lay like thisnight after night. There are quiet soundssoftly being interrupted. It’s another kind of daylaying in her armsperfume and other thingssmother our sensesI feel alivein her room. Down on all foursshe knows how to begher quiet voice singsinched up super closeI take…