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| Querida, How delicious your lips are when I lull them with my kisses, mad kisses, desperate kisses, kisses soft and wet. What wonderful flavor your mouth is when I inspire it to hunger with caresses entangled in ribbons of subtle mischief, and I am a burning wind when you hold me in the mysterious beauty of your gaze. Siempre con amor, Tu enamorado |
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Mis Cartas de Amor (The Love Letters of Jose’ Antonio Orellana Artolozaga) March 6
