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Hands are an unappreciated beauty.

They can draw me to you, and they

can repel me, kill my interest dead.

I like rough hands. Strong. I love to

feel every moment of hard work

when you stroke your fingertips

over my skin, as you graze my nipples

and sent electricity through my

Body. I love the power I can

Surrender to when you fist my hair

and wrench my head back. When you

slide your hand around the delicate

column of my throat. Squeeze.

Hold. Let me quiver like prey caught

in a trap. I love the feel of your palm

gliding over my ass, a soft precursor

to the strikes that will leave my skin

a glorious shade of red. I love the thumb

you *** into my mouth, to make

 absolutely sure you have my

complete attention. I love your hands.

All over my body. All over my soul.

Posted
Very nice. “All over my soul” is a beautiful finale.
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Teasing, taunting, touching, tweaking, thrashing and the***utic. Those hands.
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