Motion- On Hold
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Enthralled by view of the sun setting, my hands explored the the contoured scenery of his chocolate body a familiar terrain made new and exciting.
"Yk me always dream bout this" he whispered a little raspy yet so sexy.
"What?" I whispered almost inaudible as my folds started throbbing
"This" he imparted..........
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