“A Long Musk” Let’s go down to that secret place. That place where you can be who you want to be. Who you are? Where we can revel in the glory of attraction and anticipation. Bated breath. Sweat. Chest to breast. Bold biology. Fulfillment….
Sometimes, on long unremarkable days, the only sanity in life can be found in the tickle of a dog’s tongue. Long after the escalators an elevators. Long after the lanes and lines. All you really have to do is sit on the edge…
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