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-----Winter Macleod-------
Tender and sweet as he intended to be,
he was overwhelmed by her reaction.
She definitely quivered.
He thought he should continue.
With great gumption,
Winter Macleod went about his amorous routine.
He lay her down,
grasping her firm by the nape
of her neck.
He kissed her passionately,
from her forehead down.
He reached up from below to caress
her waiting breasts.
She arched her back,
and dug her heels zealously
into the bed.
Winter smiled brightly.
A tell-tale sign, he thought.
Fall is indeed beginning to wane.
- R. Edwards
--Ryan Edwards
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