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Passionate women, kiss with hot blooded rush. A taste given from tongue to touch. 
She’s surging of a chemical gush

Her purest intentions of pleasurable thought is her devotion. A urge of connection to the laws of love. Opens uncontrollably of obedience to all things passionate.

She has surrendered her containment,

Making her love into unruly passion….

⌊ᶫᵉᵗ ᶫᵒᵛᵉ ᵇᵘʳᶰ ∞ ᵗʰᵒᵘˢᵃᶰᵈ ˢᵘᶰˢ⌋

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