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Cold Night

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Cold night,

Warm bed, crisp sheets and wooly socks,

Knees curled meeting my knees in perfect bends,

Rubbing feet together,

My arm flung over your waist, pulling you into my belly,

Your bottom and my pelvis meet,

I smell your neck, kiss your shoulder and ear, whispering and breathing softness,

My hand makes its way and finds your pleasure,

Stroking slowly, I feel your back tense,

Your legs straighten and your thighs harden,

I continue to wrap my warmth around your heat and slowly move up and down your velvet skin,

I breathe into your back, my breath is hot and shallow,

My thighs rub together, feeling my middle melt as I bring your body to full rigidity,

I feel your heat turn to fire,

You are burning me,

My head goes light as I press into you,

The moisture between my thighs matching your wetness,

Arching together we finally meet in wonderland.

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