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Skin gets warm, Blood begins rushing through my veins. My heart, starts pounding. Consiouse thought, Required to keep my breathing steady. My body, Reacting to your words, Wet. My brain, Clouded, unable to really think. Reduced to being a toy, Here for your pleasure. All with just a few words
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC
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Skin gets warm, Blood begins rushing through my veins. My heart, starts pounding. Consiouse thought, Required to keep my breathing steady. My body, Reacting to your words, Wet. My brain, Clouded, unable to really think. Reduced to being a toy, Here for your pleasure. All with just a few words
EllaRose
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Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 12:13 PM UTC
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