I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, how you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me, and parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, and reach'd till you felt my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet.
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| 39531 | 2023-06-08 14:11:13 | 84.09 | 98% |
| 38943 | 2021-12-12 23:02:33 | 92.51 | 100% |
| 37192 | 2018-09-01 02:53:00 | 94.29 | 100% |
| 35213 | 2017-09-25 06:38:59 | 98.67 | 100% |