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He stood alone, off to the side, a gentle giant. He had the most piercing blue eyes I’d ever seen, and I liked the size of his hands.
Read more: He stood alone, off to the side, a gentle giant. He had the most piercing blue eyes I’d ever seen, and I liked the size of his hands.From Fisherman’s Eyewash by Emily Rooks
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“His grunts grow louder, as do my moans, creating a symphony of sounds as our skin, lathered in one another’s sweat, slap against one another.”
Read more: “His grunts grow louder, as do my moans, creating a symphony of sounds as our skin, lathered in one another’s sweat, slap against one another.”From Bit of Pink by Emily Rooks
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