Water running in rivulets, down your chiselled body. Caressing and hugging parts of your body before letting go and forming a pool at your feet. Cooling sensitively heated areas of your body. Oh jealous heart of mine, calm down, it is just water kissing its way down his body. My heart replies, "Yes, but wish it was my tongue, kissing its way down your supple and firm body".
J ï ŋ ŋ ï
28 July 2006, 11:45AM
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