He had stardust in his eyes, and even now, they twinkled under the moon’s light. His soft parts firmed and stoked her passions. She wondered
She pondered life and whether there really was such a thing as right or wrong. She had sinned, yet no hand smote her. A calculated
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“My flight was late,” I confessed. The sweet, sultry memory stirred. Rare for me to concede to desire, but our dance’s push-pull elevated want to
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