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Middle Of A Memory

Middle Of A Memory

Teenage lover's in a church where they said 'I DO' in a middle of a memory.
Husband and wife on a journey hand in hand.
Crazy pleasure of one another is their top priority.
Exhaustion kicks in after three baby boy's and a couple dog's later.
His hands around her waist her arm's around his neck body's synchronized on the dance floor in a middle of a memory.
Pushes her against the wall erotic orgasmic madness tantra twist.
An escape route in a middle of a memory a chance to be in their madness once more.

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Robynlee

This is fabulous!!!! Ā Nothing like stolen moments in the middle of an ordinary life.Ā 

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Candra Creviston

Love your thought concept nothing like stolen moments of an ordinary life!
Thanks Robynlee hope you enjoy your Christmas

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Robynlee

Same to you and yours Chandra!Ā 
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Robynlee

sorry... Candra! Ugh spellcheck lolĀ 

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Candra Creviston

John Thank you darling so very much and hope you have a Merry Christmas!!!!

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