Tipsy as we were, that night
After a smooth and enticing
bottle
Of the finest Milano Bianco
We knelt on the soft and silky
bed
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Half naked
With our lips tightly stuck on
each other
We French kissed slowly and
intensely
Letting our hands explore
Our body's inner desire
Between the sheets we whirled
As we took turns on top
The night was silent
Ail I could hear was the
sighing
As we exploded with immense
ecstasy
Letting only sweat drip between
us
We took each other higher
To extreme pleasures
I couldn't remember for sure
At what point our clothes
disappeared
All I know is that
It was the best night ever
And I hoped it would last
forever.
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