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Creator – Composer – Collaborator – Imagineer – Writer – Arranger – Producer – Performer – Poet – Meditator
Creator – Composer – Collaborator – Imagineer – Writer – Arranger – Producer – Performer – Poet – Meditator
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His buckle caught the flash of lamplight seeping in from somewhere outside as she tugged at the leather strap of his belt. She ran her fingers up and back down the front of his chest, back down to his waist, and unclasped his belt, plucking it from the loops with a single sliding pull. Feverishly, she tore his pants open and moved them, along with his boxers, down just enough to reveal his smug erection. With both palms on his board-firm chest, she smirked at him, kissed him once more, a little softer than before, and squatted down before him.