Those sweet kisses upon my neck were the key to my heart and soul, for every time he place them there I knew I'd adore him for all time.
Kissing her neck was the sweet way we began, feeling how that little tickle opened her heart.
Kissing his neck was the way our loving began, how we began to feel the tangible nature of one another's souls.
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