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carathereon.com
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| | | | | He closed the door behind them and pressed Meg into it. Her fingers tangled up in his hair, yanking to keep his lips on hers. The need to feel her skin had him slipping his hands beneath her shirt, pushing her bra up her chest so her could fill his palms with her heavy breasts. ... | |
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poetry.jadeawaters.com
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| | | | | Across the Distance: Today's poem is brought to you in celebration of Tabitha Rayne's Self Love is in the Air Blog Hop! | |
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kaylalords.com
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| | | | | "Touch my cock, girl." I don't need any further instruction or persuasion than that. Typically, I'm reaching out to grasp, fondle, and stroke him any time I can. And even whensoft, his naked cock gets a few swipes of my tongue from time to time. I start out firm and assertive. Not yanking, but solid [...] | |
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fdotleonora.com
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| | | This week is the start of NaNoWriMo, and I did not get a chance to write a brand-new post for Wicked Wednesday. But I always participate, and my new publication on Medium, Inside The Erotic Writer has stories I hope will turn you on-not off!- in the interim. Please find more Wicked Wednesday here: Related [...] | ||
