The two hundred and eighty-ninth thing I love about us is watching you, in the moment, when you are completely overcome by passion.
In which mo ... oh, that moment. Well I guess I must look better than I'd expect, because for me it's usually all flashing lights and making a weird sound way down in my throat!
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...
In which mo ... oh, that moment. Well I guess I must look better than I'd expect, because for me it's usually all flashing lights and making a weird sound way down in my throat!
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