SHE IS
TAKING ME DOWN
TO THE DANCE
FLOOR....
THE MUSIC
IS TAKING
HER BODY
SHAPE.
WITH THE MUSIC
WE ARE
KEEPING IT TIDE
I CANNOT STOP
I AM INFECTED
BY HER KISSES
WHILE SHE IS RUBBING
AGAINST
ME
FROM
MY BACK
HER BODY...IS RUBBING SALT AND SWEAT ON ME....
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