The three hundred and eighth thing I love about us is that I will never run out of things to be thankful for on Thanksgiving. You deserve the whole holiday just for me to be thankful for you.
You too! We're definitely not turkeys!
Soft, so soft, your lips against mine. I am grazed by their grace and drunk on their wine. We touch and we taste, endlessly divine engrossed...
You too! We're definitely not turkeys!
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