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samedi 15 février 2014

3 words game : urn, feet, explosion

Another game, for my delight, and his :

Urn, feet, explosion

Whatever the urn, it will be his defeat, a love, sealed for ever, ends his libation of sweetness.

Feet to feet, he knew the urn had to be flower filled. No wonders could get him out, his feet refused to move. The urn was still in his hands.

She subtly blew a sigh in his neck, closing the gap before the explosion, her desire expressed itself in her bites, the urn left his hands and crashed down loudly... revealing a puddle of feelings all in flower style... the very same feelings, he hide to her for too long now.
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