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lumieres-home:

There was always that first moan

Low pitched, almost inaudible

But it built up quickly

Like the best crescendo’s

From the masters of music

The drops multiplied

As did her pleasure

Till the floods came

And filled the air

With her fragrance.


pousez:

minutes ago

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