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But he barely gets the words out, because my mouth is on his. I'm kissing him out of joy or maybe panic, but soon the kiss shifts from excitement to something much more serious, and my body molds up against his. His lips move slowly, his hand pressing against the of my back. I want to weave this moment out and make it last forever.
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-M.
Nice one. I think I would like this book
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