It's the heated twist of bodies in motion that's pure art. In the glow of soft lamplight, or in the twilight of a dark night under stars, when slick sweat pools and slides like oil, making skin slippery against skin, that's the moment most people would kill to catch for the rest of their lives
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It is bad. You can't die before your wedding!!! *pokes you in the side with her toe*
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But you know I was actually complimenting your legs in a roundabout way, right? *winks*
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