Clock ticking. I hear your equal breathing. I'm trying to keep the beat and I dance with you in a dream. I touch you cunningly with your silk scarf. I'm sliding on you lips, and you burn all. It is no longer just a dream, but naked truth. You have long been awake, i am insatiable ... I've never been good in the waltz and tango, but with the rhythm of blood I dance with you in bed.
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