LEAVE YOUR MARK!

I'm leaving my MARK as I kiss you tonight. Butterflies filled my stomach as you began to slide your hands down the middle of my spine. I force myself to daydream; sending me into a magical story. I'm leaving my MARK, which will define my sweet love for you. As I turn over to massage you muscular shoulders my fingerprints became indented with every stroke, causing wonderful sounds to replay. I'm leaving my MARK, that shall last forever... the sweet melody of making it last forever. - Nina E.

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