I don't own them!

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He loves to be with her. To hear all those small sounds, falling from her mouth.

The hitch of her breath, when he fondles her breasts.

The moans of pleasure, when he enters her.

The high pitched cries, when her orgasm approaches.

He loves to see her. Lips, swollen from kisses.

The deep flush in her face, reaching down to her chest.

Her bright blue eyes, so full of love and trust.

He loves to taste her, all sweet and salty.

He loves to smell her, earthy, musky, clean. All Carol.

He loves all of her.

Body, mind and soul.