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by Sarenghetti
Im in love with a man well I think I am. I try think of the things I love . Well lets see I love his hands the way they rub my smooth skin. I love the way his warm breath sways aganist my neck. I like the crease along the side of his stomach where I can rub my warm tongue llike a train on a track. I love the way his hands grasp my thighs. I love the way he feels when I let him into a place so far and so deep that he has been the only man to make me feel this way. Ohhh the passion can last for hours and hours and hours until..........the soft silence fills the air of the room as i love the way he wraps his arms around me and goes to sleep.