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Fine brown hair carpets his thick thighs, back, chest and arms. My free hand holds him close to me and works its way up and down through the fuzz. I nuzzle his neck behind the ear where the skin is like that of a newborn. My eyelids are heavy with the malaise of lust, but I can make out the same fine brown hairs of his chest and arms also lining the lobes of his ears. I nibble at the dangling caramel lobes becoming flushed like ripe peaches that have not yet been picked. I feel myself becoming increasingly slick. My lips sense the fluttering of his heart filling up the hollow space between his neck and collar bone. The fluttering grows until it is more like our chest cavities hold two halves of the same thundering storm.

Hi Ves it's your pal jemmygoat here