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The sensation of your hands sends chills down my bones with every caress emerges another moan. My body in need of your embrace aches when you're around wanting this to be a new addiction I've found. Your lips so delicate as you kiss me gently only wishing this was were you wanted to be. Knowing this one time, one moment was just for your ****** desire but to me it's setting my emotions on fire! Wanting to give up anything to be your one and only and for you to give your heart to me. But love is a figment of the creation of a fairytale And Cinderella isn't the name my mother gave me…
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Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 1:59 AM UTC
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The sensation of your hands sends chills down my bones with every caress emerges another moan. My body in need of your embrace aches when you're around wanting this to be a new addiction I've found. Your lips so delicate as you kiss me gently only wishing this was were you wanted to be. Knowing this one time, one moment was just for your ****** desire but to me it's setting my emotions on fire! Wanting to give up anything to be your one and only and for you to give your heart to me. But love is a figment of the creation of a fairytale And Cinderella isn't the name my mother gave me…
Written on March 25, 2012
akira-bonner
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Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 1:59 AM UTC
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