published on: 2019-09-09 19:33:43
i-aint-no-angel: She and her neighbor had been skirting the
The music carves hot petalsthrough our bodiesin its ritual
They really shouldn’t, somebody might walk in and catch them.
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There she was again, in his head. Not that she ever left. He
“When the erotic and tender are mixed in a woman, they form