cgraven
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Slowly my lips part from Ginger’s Light butter fly kiss trace the line of her jaw. My breath hot and moist on her neck as I nibble her earlobe, and the stray wisps of hair at the nape off her neck dance in my breath. Slowly those seductive butter fly kisses float downwards following the sensual arch of your throat.