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Your touch, it’s so, so divine. The callus on your hands add that extra roughness which coincide with your masculinity. The power of your tongue causes me to surrender to your demands without you speaking a word. Please don’t nibble there, oh God, I’m losing control. My legs won’t hold steady, I can’t stop them from shaking. My clammy hands wonder to the small of your back as you surface for air. My shaky legs are now being controlled by your bulging triceps, as they cascade towards my bare chest, theirs no escaping now. Oh yes, please enter my realm. My galaxy is accepting of your world. Please enter.

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