~ The Strand (Erotic)
By Manicmuze
she imagines if he rolled around in her stirred slowly toes in sand she would thicken, turn to cream, drip between his fingers on his hands stretch the moment over August the heat of summer the ocean breeze touch each other silken mist, then turn over, tender kiss, please, unbutton this she whispers Written January 13th, 2002 © on Oct 30 2002 05:41 AM PST, Wendy Hammond 0 • 10
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