The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent.
The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite.
Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.
The feeling was infinite, timeless, magnificent.
The pleasure unwilling to stop when time was definite.
Her lips only left me unimaginably yearning, yearning for the touch again.
In One Moment
Her World Blurred Before Her
And Now
She Doesn't Remember A Thing
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Beautiful Cover by: @sparklingawintage
Started March 2014
Completed November 2015