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Dear _____,
Things always heat up when you're around. All I have to do is hear your voice or see your ____________ face, and my _______ throbs. And when I think of all of the incredible _________ we've enjoyed in the past, fire sizzles through my ________, and I become ________ and __________, wanting only to throw you upon the _________ and bury _______ ___________ _______ deep inside of _______. And when we _______ _______, I'm consumed with the fire that only you can stoke, delighted in rapture's flames as we ____________ together. Do you want to heat things up with me this _________?
Love, ________
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