I feel the heat of the strokes sink me to nearly empty fur of third heaven, my bones dissolve into lightly furred ligaments. There is nothing but breath and touch, heat and sweet communion.
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Reading your stuff, I suspect that YOU are sniffing the catnip, and the cats are taking the naps. This site is another “weird-out” like you find at Topic Drift. Or Horse’s Tail. Thanks, Vald, for tipping me to the Ageless Wonder site. I’ll be second oldest when my name pops up. Yay me! Yay you!
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