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Wishing, waiting, wanting more than ever. Feelings that fall over me like a warm blanket. Yearning, pulsating, trepidation takes over. Just the thoughts that bring us into mania. Touching, squeezing, holding you till we burst. Time away turns want into need. Caressing, playing, toying with your body. Every move makes you wriggle with ecstasy. Explosive, reactive, nuclear heat between our forms. A story that can only end in sped beats and sweat. Torn, thrown, destroyed clothes mark the area. A crime of sweet eruption now fades into laughter. Physical, mental, animal instincts took over. Two souls that could not hold the pressure any longer. It all ended in something that only these words could explain.
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Life is getting better for me and my family, so I am struggling for material to write about, but I'm still around. I'm always looking to talk to others about writing or critique on it, so if you are interested in such, i'm on messenger as...
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