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How I long to grace her hips, full of love and desire. I want pull her in, slowly like a tender lover would. Then I'd gently hold her face-- and tell her that I'm in love with her. But alas, this is merely a fantasy... one which will never meet the expectations of those around her.
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Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
Fantasy
How I long to grace her hips, full of love and desire. I want pull her in, slowly like a tender lover would. Then I'd gently hold her face-- and tell her that I'm in love with her. But alas, this is merely a fantasy... one which will never meet the expectations of those around her.
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Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 12:11 AM UTC
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