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Four Alarms Espinela

Your tongue is an atomic split, I am locked in a sharp inhale. Proficient those lips leave me pale. All my breath work, can you feel it? Exploring my mouth bit by bit with a simmer I'm left gasping. Blood drains my will is collapsing, knees fail as I fall for your charms. My moans repeat like four alarms coerced by shocks everlasting.

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