…And to be played like a fiddle
Down the couch, to the floor
To the songs of Daniela Andrade
Eaten, taken, nourished
The most beautiful kisses of my life
Have got me hoping a little again.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 15th, 2026 16:40
- Category: Erotic
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Comments1
Fiddles make beautiful music in the right hands. A wonderful write
Thanks 🙂
Most welcome
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