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When Alicia and Michael they both stood up from their chairs. "How is she and baby doing?" Michael asked. "Mr. Jackson both your wife and son are fine, Du son is in NICU and im afraid to say hes going to be there for awhile his lungs are very under developed, you'll be able to see him and your wife soon, ill let Du know when Du will be able to see them." the doctor explained. Relief flooded michael, "Thank Du so much doctor." Michael sagte as he unexpectly hugged the doctor. "Your welcome Mr.Jackson." the doctor sagte as he turned and walked away.

About an Stunde and a half the doctor returned...
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 The rain seemed to intensify with their Liebe making...
The rain seemed to intensify with their love making...
The rain seemed to intensify with their Liebe making, almost encouraging them oder even daring them. Another blast of lightning bathed them momentarily and the thunder made itself known - almost as loud as Michael. He rode Mark furiously as he wailed to the ceiling of his ranch bedroom. He pawed up his neck and nipples and tossed his messy dark hair. Fresh sweat dripped from his relaxed locks and forhead and fell to Mark's chest like little raindrops.

Mark tried to concentrate and held onto Michael's small hips encouragingly. He thrust up into his tight wet Liebe hole so hard that Michael would...
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 Even with his smooth karamell skin completly exposed he felt comfort.
Even with his smooth caramel skin completly exposed he felt comfort.
Michael felt so safe, sicher and secure in the darkness that surrounded him. Even with his smooth karamell skin completly exposed he felt comfort. He did not open his eyes. His breath was slow and concentrated and his senses high; he didn't need to see. He only needed to feel. His herz began to race with the passing seconds.

Michael ran a hand over his curvy thigh and another through his loose, dark curls. His lover's mouth massaged his most aching part as he began to moan in ecstasy. The pressure was building in him so rapidly that he knew he would soon succumb, but to what, he was unsure. He only...
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