She laid down, the crown of her dreads meet the plush mattress. Her endless throat peels back and her mouth lets out the sweetest breath of relief. Her skin sensitive to touch, nearly pulls itself together with hairs and goosebumps just to meet me. She seems to be in another place but needs my touch to keep her there. I trace my fingers across all parts of her and seal the trail with kisses. Her body dances to the reaction, her voice sings moans of suspense...
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