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The feeling of the silk against your wrists sends a surge of warmth along every inch of your skin, the creamy, weightless softness letting you know that nothing you feel after this moment will be in your own hands. The eroticism of such a thought drifts

The feeling of the silk against your wrists sends a surge of warmth along every inch of your skin, the creamy, weightless softness letting you know that nothing you feel after this moment will be in your own hands. The eroticism of such a thought drifts

The feeling of the silk against your wrists sends a surge of warmth along every inch

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You Almost Become Afraid Of How Sensitive Your Body Is, Just As The Gentle Sensation Of A Feather Tip Touch And The Wet Tip Of A Tongue Against Your Nipple Manages To Take Your Breath Away. Your Breath Seems To Follow The Trail Of The Feather Tip, The

You Almost Become Afraid Of How Sensitive Your Body Is, Just As The Gentle Sensation

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Your Mind’S Eye Follows Every Little Flutter Of Sensation That Trails Down

You Wonder How Such A Small Amount Of Contact Could Make You Quiver With Need So Much. Your Hands Strain Against The Wrappings Around Them, Not To Escape, It Is Simply Your Body Trying To Regain A Sense Of Control… A Sense Of Control That Those Fingerti

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Lost Behind The Blindfold, Left To Wander Through Your Own Imagination; The Slightest Contact To Your Clitoris Is All That Your Mind And Body Can Comprehend. It Is As If The World Itself Is Focusing On Manipulating Your Most Sensitive Little Spot, So

Lost Behind The Blindfold, Left To Wander Through Your Own Imagination; The Slightest

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Wherever We Are, Whatever The Time, You Surrender Yourself To Me.

Wherever We Are, Whatever The Time, You Surrender Yourself To Me.

In This Moment, She Is Nothing But A Helpless Exhibition Of Lust. The Show Had Been A Hit For The Night, The Audience All Applauding At Every Expected Moment, Yet The Erotic Dancing And The Simulated Displays Of Passion Were All Merely A Warm Up For The

In This Moment, She Is Nothing But A Helpless Exhibition Of Lust. The Show Had Been

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Every Second Seems To Contain An Hour’S Worth Of Desire.‌you Can Give

Your Juices Seep Down My Shaft, Dripping Down My Balls; Every Time I Sink Into You Feels Deeper Than The Last.

Your Juices Seep Down My Shaft, Dripping Down My Balls; Every Time I Sink Into You

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The Slightest Sensations&Amp;Hellip; The Ones That Devastate You.

Whispers Of Eroticism Twisting Through The Night Air, Like A Petal Entwined In Breeze, You Writhe, Lost In The Mystical Passions That Threaten To Consume You. Neither Truly Awake Nor Asleep, You Feel An Embrace Like No Other, As If The Atmosphere Itself

Whispers Of Eroticism Twisting Through The Night Air, Like A Petal Entwined In Breeze,

 

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