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Far from the spectators, our room became our refuge, our balm, our corner, our nest. In it we can adore each other in the most intimate way. And what a special night it was, seeing your expression of desire, of lust, your body unfolding like a flower blooming in spring. I lack words to express that night of pleasure, of love, of longing... and how much longing, if we could, we would make our room our eternal home. But time knows all things and will give the reasons for everything... But, today it is clear, I affirm. How good it is to love you, Marseille. You are a precious asset in my life and how good it is to have you so close. Thank you for another beautiful experience. With love to my love that I love. - Dan
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After a long time without seeing each other, magic happens. The stars are connected, the matrix works, the feeling speaks louder. Like an old-fashioned meeting, we put on our best clothes to inspire each other and contemplate the best we have. The engaging conversation draws attention and makes a desire grow. When we provoke each other, only our "room" would be able to solve this issue. Away from the eyes of the curious, only me, you are our accumulated lust of months.
