Para que una historia no se acabe nunca, jamas debe empezar.

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This is the long tunnel of wanting you

Its walls are lined with remembered kisses

wet and red as the inside of your mouth,

full and juicy as your probing tongue,

warm as your belly against mine,

deep as your navel leading home,

tight as your legs wrapped around mine,

straight as your toes pointing toward the bed

as your roll over and thrust your hardness

into the long tunnel of my wanting

seeding it with dreams

making memories of the future

straightening out my crooked past,

teaching me to live in the present tense

with the past perfect and the uncertain future..

Erica Mann Jong

 

601 44 61 93

 

 

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