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A hesitation Feeling of anticipation Lips lightly brush Hearts begin to rush Harder they press Tongues begin to caress Darting forth in short strokes The fires of desire begin to stoke Hunger builds ever more Passionately tongues slowly explore The rough texture excites us so Our eyes lustily close A climax builds within this kiss Savoring the flavor of your lips Can a thing be more erotic So familiar and yet exotic Satisfied beyond all reason Your kiss leave my lips still seasoned |
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