The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent.
The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite.
Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.
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The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent.
The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite.
Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.
Sometimes things don't come in big bangs and loud bursts. Sometimes things tiptoe by and you don't know they're happening until they've happened.
She's started this story a hundred times in a hundred...