This is 4 U

I get drunk on memories of you. Each thought is another shot of the flavor of the day. I listen closely and hear the sultry moans of pleasure. The hidden passion released in those private moments ignite me like a match to the fuel. I feel your lips pressed against mine; the strength behind the kiss brings me to my knees aching to feel more of you.

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About k1nd3r5t3w

Born and raised in Maine. US Army Veteran, living in Kansas! Love road trips and my son. Go PATRIOTS. Amateur writer who just writes from the heart. Runner.
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