At night our bodies are wrapped in a dark veil. Our hands feel. Our lips taste. Our tongues leave traces.
At night our senses are heightened. Our fingertips feel the goosebumps on our skin. Our lips suck on erect flesh. Our tongues glide over pulsating veins.
At night everything is different. Everything stays the same. Doubts fade, only passion remains.

Then you have found the best of places.
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