As I wrap my legs around your waist
Trying to get as close to you as possible
You kiss me like I am more important than the oxygen you breathe
You move the hair from my eyes and whisper:
“You’re beautiful”
I can’t help but smile, and go back for more.
Your lips, dripping with honey and seduction move down to my neck and suddenly
I feel more beautiful than any work of art
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Affection can be a good thing if it is genuine.
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