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In The Shower
In the shower this morning,
As I washed the soap from my breasts,
I felt your lips caressing me gently
And your tongue passing softly
Over my nipples.
You stayed with me
Until the water ran cold
And woke me from my reverie.
As I washed the soap from my breasts,
I felt your lips caressing me gently
And your tongue passing softly
Over my nipples.
You stayed with me
Until the water ran cold
And woke me from my reverie.
Copyright Lisa Jain Thompson
July 5, 1997
July 5, 1997
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