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kernow70Imagining my hand is you as I play,.
Synced with the rhythm of the ocean as it drives forcefully toward us, pauses imperceptivity, grasping the shingle making it shudder as it withdraws.
The ebb and flow of the water echoing my in and exhalation, each thrust of me into you.
Synced with the rhythm of the ocean as it drives forcefully toward us, pauses imperceptivity, grasping the shingle making it shudder as it withdraws.
The ebb and flow of the water echoing my in and exhalation, each thrust of me into you.