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[dyng2bealive]

Our lips did not brush gently. It was a rough, passionate encounter. Your stubble scraped across my face, and contrary to most, it was refreshing. Our mouths opened and closed in this rythmic pattern, as I discovered you and you discovered me and we were together in this befuddled state. i can taste you, and see you, and smell you, and hear you. it

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[anonymous]

belle this is such a powerful...vignette i believe. you are so grown. ripening.

--w