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Upon The Shore Of Paradise
Fingers explore the land of her soft skin
moving slowly to study every last detail of her frame
as she trembles in sweet bliss from my touch
while our lips meet in a soft and tender embrace.
The touch of her mounds of womanly flesh
so gently and lovingly
letting a finger slope up and down
the round, sloping sides
and then over the peaks
as the gentle breeze of her moans
floats upon the air of the room.
Feeling her fingers explore
the land of my own skin,
as we are absorbed within the moment
of sweet pleasure that we share together.
Lips meeting lips in sensual kisses,
under the heat of the summer sun
and the peaceful isolation of the shore of the lake
we make love in the most slow and gentle actions
sharing all the affections within our hearts
that burns within our souls
longing to express
within the shore of our love's paradise

By michael_czech

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