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Anil Kumar Panda
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Give me a night of your;
To live in the warmth
Of your embrace and
To enjoy a passionate tour;
Let me enjoy a dance;
Limbs locked tight,
Lips rubbing against lips
A memorable chance;
Dimple in your cheek;
It curves as half-moon,
Between heaving breasts,
I run fingers and feel weak.
Show me the sparkle;
Comes out of your eyes,
When my lustful wishes,
You feel happy to tackle.
@ Anil Kumar Panda
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