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The night of tenderness.. 💋
Can looks touch one
another,
devour each other,
I wonder if I'm in yours
Eyes see, deep to the bottom.
My hand is waiting
on the table that separates us,
yours is reluctant to do so
without touching my.
As if you're scared a little,
to surrender to something,
what you did not realize yet,
when you got rain wet before.
We both drink red wine.
Your lips are moist.
I can not control myself,
Go around the table, kiss softly.
You get up, lean on me.
Through the fabric of the dress
I feel your little breasts
pushing against my chest.
And immersed in a deep kiss,
with both eyes closed, we both,
forgetting everything, you tolerate
also my hands on your butt.
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