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A wee dram is poured, tablet is shared and the fire crackles like percussion to the lilt of my voice against the deep tones of the guitar being picked and strummed by your careful fingers. The song fades into the quiet that we both know is filled by the sounds of our heartbeats filling our ears as our eyes meet. I manage to hold your gaze for a moment before concentrating on the fire. I...
Added 17 Apr 2013 | Category Straight Sex
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