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His voise deep and husky it’s incredibly **** his tone when he says my name if he was playing I’d be in the game a gentle, slow, ****** attack on my aural senses I think he’s my marital nemesis teasing and seducing me albeit unwittingly I can’t touch him enters my mind to his looks I’m blind he’s the new office stationery man and I’ll take the call whenever I can
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May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 2:28 PM UTC
Stationery Man
His voise deep and husky it’s incredibly **** his tone when he says my name if he was playing I’d be in the game a gentle, slow, ****** attack on my aural senses I think he’s my marital nemesis teasing and seducing me albeit unwittingly I can’t touch him enters my mind to his looks I’m blind he’s the new office stationery man and I’ll take the call whenever I can
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May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 2:28 PM UTC
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