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By kelly moser Submitted by sugarbaby Date: 2002 Feb 13 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.13.00.47.7635]] |
| Hot beads of sweat pop with pleasure, as she runs her tongue up the lower small dip of his back, melting the ice in her mouth, chills run down his spine, with surrender in mine... breathing heavy, in and out... licking the sweet nectar off her lips... brining every moment to intoxicating bliss |