The Love She Feels Inside

She rolls across the bed her soft smooth skin sliding around the silk sheetHis hand finds her round soft breast and squeezes firmly.A soft moan escapes from her red lips. Please take me. She moans.His answering chuckle is gruff and low.In due time pet. The wind blows across her skin forming goose bumps.He kisses her…

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A Woman’s Touch

My body aches, for a woman’s touch…Yearning for female companion, throughout my solemn life…To take hold of my heart, in the palms of her soft hands…As the butterflies flutter around… To just feel her touch, soft hands…Caress my face, her wet lips upon my own…Lost in that magical kingdom, where love conquers all…Where my disfigurement…

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