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Where words can't whisper how I feel, a touch can turn you on your heels.
I am an attractive man who is driven like the ebb and flow of salty waves painting a beach wet for your tootsies to leave fresh imprints in the sand. Yeah... it's like that!
Why hear? Call it happenstance, and if you are as sensuously curious as myself, then we may have much in common.
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