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Navigating the depths for the great reward of milk and honey. Existence narrowing to a ceramic womb. Entrapping two bodies in an pool boiling of lust that invites wild paws to part my pale maiden's tensing limbs. Anticipation wills her curvy legs from the comfort of warm bubbling clouds. Charged with eager hands to guide my frame to know her flesh. Vulnerability. Thirst. Quelled exuberance bursts from her eyes; ordering held desires to pounce. With careful lunge the slick embers of passion meet in a tub of overflowing impulses. Eyes of conviction lock as hardened muscle enters my maiden's flame. Moans escape while the maiden's fiery grip owns every inch of my being.

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Sounds like a gawd awful Harlequin Romance books( I cannot call them novel)s. Sorry to the op, but you lost me at "milk and honey".

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I made it past milk and honey but he lost me at ceramic womb

A ceramic womb is the guys version of a glass dildo. :D

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