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He was the kind of guy who could make me quiver with delight just by looking at his selfies. His muscles were boldly muscled and his eyes a captivating blue. His bare chest radiating heat and desire, eager for me to come closer and explore his captivating world of desire.

The air crackled with electricity. His body was a minefield of dangerous desire that I wanted to explore. His lips–searing as they brushed against mine. A night of passion and explorations, of hungry needs met and rise in the early hours of the morning.