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He made the most of the opportunity and kissed her. No more talking,
no more denials. He waited for her to push him away, but she didn't.
She kissed him back, even sliding her tiny tongue between his lips,
which he suckled and licked with abandon. He did not know how long
they were entwined there on the hard bench, out in the garden where
anyone could see them. For once his work was forgotten, completely
forgotten. Excerpt from the novel Dominic's Flame by Dena L. Moore Enjoy original erotic and romantic photography, movies and novels? We think you'll enjoy Sssh! A great place to find anything from hot and steamy to warm and passionate. Written for women, by women, we know that you will love this site! Visit us today |
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