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In soft wooden leaves, my overflowing mind lives-twisted with strong heaves.

Winter’s Choice

We sat in silence. I was overly cautious of everything, not shifting my shoulder on which her head rested, regulating my breathing as on my chest, though not bare, she placed one of her hands and slowly and sensually, she stroked. And my face and chin, the tickling ensuing her stroking of my untended and … Continue reading Winter’s Choice