She leaned close to his ear, one foot propped on his bar stool.  “Just being this close to you has started passion’s water flowing,” she whispered, taking his hand and burying it under the waves of her dress.

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  1. thec00lniverse said: Lilly I love you
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  3. frankpwayne said: …naughty much?
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  5. love-hate-missyou said: sex??? huh?
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