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Soft creeping fingers splay across hot flesh, panting and pressing close. This cannot mean more or different, or less arousing, or less important, no less needed or wanted, to any one gender The feminine desire is as natural, alike to desires between women, or between men, or beings, or more, or any other unspoken desire, fetish, dream. It is the same amongst races, is as powerful and beautiful in all skin in all places It is not deterred or changed with ability or intelligence, with ignorance, with past experience. Blunt as *** is, it does not see anything but human meeting human in righteous godly pleasure. It is far from a pleasure to take shame in to control with indignant, religious fear. Our bodies give gifts freely, whether we take them or not.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
Creeping Fingers
Soft creeping fingers splay across hot flesh, panting and pressing close. This cannot mean more or different, or less arousing, or less important, no less needed or wanted, to any one gender The feminine desire is as natural, alike to desires between women, or between men, or beings, or more, or any other unspoken desire, fetish, dream. It is the same amongst races, is as powerful and beautiful in all skin in all places It is not deterred or changed with ability or intelligence, with ignorance, with past experience. Blunt as *** is, it does not see anything but human meeting human in righteous godly pleasure. It is far from a pleasure to take shame in to control with indignant, religious fear. Our bodies give gifts freely, whether we take them or not.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 11:47 PM UTC
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