Sara Lane - Before a kiss

A sheivering touch, a cool chill down my spine everytime we touch our worlds aline, our fingers in a twine. I touch your body and you touch mine.

Divine, Sweet, and secret are we. The passion, the lust fills the air.
Lets close our eyes and let our lips take us there.

Sara Lane

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