Very First Of those autumn falls, just after the dinner, before leaping for yendeer, I seize your wrist, targeting you to transfix, your eyes into mine, and mine into yours, pressing wall to move, forward for a synchronous, forehead tap and breathe, You gaze above and, we both rug against, agreeing for a close, in a snap moment. Both of us pick, light clothes for ease, with windows wide open, moonlight, breeze falling in, You gaze at moon, I follow your expression, both seek into another, you move sideways my-lap, rubs your cheek against, and I kiss yours, cheek-chin-neck-back, you turn in question, angrily you behold me, my lips meet forehead. Comfortably we settle upon, I grip your shoulder, unwind the top laces, feeling the mystic incense, it falls below belly, you resist and cover-up, my hand follows yours, to restrict your action, you rest upon my-chest, finger mapping my face, and very abrup...
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