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More in Dregs & Other Unreadables oops, sorry my hands slippedalong your feet, I will run my finger tips
(each tip upon each toe) the soft sound of your breathing as it grows more ragged will accompany my pounding heart then i will trace the path along your ankle up your calf to the back of your knee with my hands and kisses one nibble at a time i will ascend your thigh parting them forcefully with love and my arms i will push your legs over my shoulders and dive face first into you without a word i will chew on the most sensitive parts of you until you beg me to stop. |
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