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Scent of Us

what is there now my love after beating hearts dry wet skin pulsating lips whisper the moon to rise thighs wilt beneath the satin sun and we tuck into pillows, laced in the scent of us

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Trudy Diane Rider

Date: 9/1/2016 8:43:00 PM

mmmmm oh the joys! Love your words and the feelings you wrap me in every time!

Mark Anthony Cotterman
Date: 9/8/2016 6:18:00 PM

oh now you have done it....am smiling ear to ear. thank you dear friend :)

Carrie Richards

Date: 8/23/2016 8:22:00 PM

Wow.......now this leaves no questions. Understated but ripe with passion. Well done!

Mark Anthony Cotterman
Date: 8/24/2016 5:37:00 PM

oh my Carrie....not sure why but i just blushed

Jan Allison

Date: 8/18/2016 2:17:00 PM

oh what wonderful sultry lines Mark ... this is hot hot hot:-) hugs Jan xx

Mark Anthony Cotterman
Date: 8/19/2016 1:33:00 PM

oh my...did somebody turn up the heat in here??? :) thank you Jan!!!

Laura Hay

Date: 8/17/2016 9:40:00 AM

Loving the last 2 lines especially Mark! :)

Mark Anthony Cotterman
Date: 8/17/2016 9:47:00 AM

thank you kindly Laura :)

Lewis Raynes

Date: 8/14/2016 8:18:00 PM

nice, hot

Mark Anthony Cotterman
Date: 8/17/2016 9:27:00 AM

thank you Lewis