6)Never Pulsing

The touch. The kiss. The sense. The frenzy. The speed. The tongue. The bites on my neck. The need for me. The places we hold. The madness for us. The moans we make. The rhythm we are. The together. The high. The passion. The after talks. The slowing breaths. We feel the need to hear... Continue Reading →

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