The three hundred and thirty-fourth thing I love about us is having a quiet house all to ourselves. It doesn't happen very often, but when it does ... bliss.
Although then it doesn't always stay quiet ... ; D
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...
Although then it doesn't always stay quiet ... ; D
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