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Erotic thought for the day...
Seventeen...
The heat of your breath warms my lips,
As I breath you into my lungs,
Feeding on the desire you exhale,
Amidst the dance of wanting tongues.
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...as the words flowed through my mind.
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Lips
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Tongue
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Feel
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Smell
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Become
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