She likes to feel the touch of his swollen veins, blossoming from the heat of summer. The fingers strolling through her body, her hard nipples against his soft chest. The light sweat on his back, her hands clutching and slipping. The mouths opening and swallowing, legs interwined. Arms streching and holding an eager body. Sheets and hair in a mess.
She opens her eyes and softly whispers "good morning". With his shut, he answers back, smiling "good morning".
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É uma imagem bastante apelativa... ;)
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