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Time for love


 
Female hands softly caressing my face. Mouth kissing my lips as she holds me in her warm embrace. What a lovely woman you are, the smell of you, as I kiss your neck is intoxicating with no wine in view. You, you, you are grape I seek. Whispered soft sweet words in my ear, warm breath makes my passion rise. For ever more, more, more I will remember this night. The time is now for love, the time is now for tenderness. . When the world seems cold, you give it warmth, as I hold you to my chest.
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Comments (2)

M7575
Thank you
KevinBarriga
Wow this is very emotional and soft I like it a lot

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