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[MartaJer]

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[MartaJer]

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[MartaJer]

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[MartaJer]

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[MartaJer]

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[MartaJer]

The woman digits caressed the contour upon his collarbone with deliberate pace, like in the act of mapping that temperature of her lover’s skin. Quiet exhale swept over his neck as her body settled nearer, their frames pressing amid growing desire. Her lover replied in a long deep mouth that intensified quite gently, tasting every sweetness from her stillness. Any stroke kept unhurried, discovering rather over demanding, letting the warmth swell across gentle rhythms. When softly she quietly whispered the man’s word into the breath, the soft word contained at once softness and desire. Through this quiet joined stillness the two settled into their pace and it appeared not so much like rush and far more instead resembling secret that they alone of their hearts might hold. https://gebzeilkhabe...ames-explained/

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The woman digits traced his contour across the man’s collarbone in tender grace, as if while learning every warmth of that skin.
Feather-light sigh kissed against her lover’s nape while the woman pressed into him, joined forms matching in deep need.
The man met her through one unhurried touch of lips that deepened quite without rush, tasting her sweetness of that quiet waiting.
Every brush felt gentle, learning rather not claiming, permitting a rising heat gather by tender rhythms.
The moment softly she quietly whispered his word against her lover’s kiss, the soft word carried equally care and need.
Through this quiet silent calm they found their movement which became hardly like impatience rather than more a quiet promise just both for their hearts were able to hold.
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[MartaJer]

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He responded through a slow unhurried kiss which opened ever so by degrees, savouring the sweet softness in gentle waiting.
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[MartaJer]

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[MartaJer]

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Each brush stayed patient, discovering in place of possessing, allowing that warmth build across gentle currents.
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[MartaJer]

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Within a deep common pause the two found their rhythm and it felt not so much similar to impatience and closer a hidden bond merely they alone for their bodies might share.
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