Message - 922

The touch of your hand against my skin.

brings to my face a lustful grin.

the thought of all the things we'll do.

your deepest desire will of course come true.

your arms will once again hold me.

and i will beg so passionately.

for you to never let me go.

and we will rock gently to and fro.

your lips will touch mine and i will quiver.

for my desire will make you shiver.

i doubt we'll make it through the night.

without some squeals of pure delight.

Category: Message
(sent by mr holonis rob at 08/01/2011)

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