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Your body aginst mine
holding me,
touching me,
rubbing your hand down my stomic...
my body heat rises.
Your lips move closer and closer
but to only press aginst mine
my heart is racing with antisapation
your sweet kisses go from my lips
only to work towords my neck
You start to kis my body
Down my chest,
down my stomic and then......
I can only bit my lip
My tempature rises to the ultumit level
The passionate love making,
The moaning and skratching,
The sweat dripping all down our bodies....
For there can never be another
love making like ours!!