She'd swear he had the soul of a poet with words like those. It filled her with even more love for him than before as she moaned her pleasure with each push, "Mmgh w-..we can," she whispered between gasps, "When you stay with me... tonight," she tightened her hands on his, "Tomorrow, and tomorrow after that, and the day ..a.ah... after that--"
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Date: 2016-09-10 11:51 pm (UTC)From: