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You touch my body, your beautiful hands caress my skin. Your touch as light as feathers, yet somehow penetrates my whole existence. Your touch echoes through me. I need it. I crave it.
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 3:05 AM UTC
Touch
You touch my body, your beautiful hands caress my skin. Your touch as light as feathers, yet somehow penetrates my whole existence. Your touch echoes through me. I need it. I crave it.
JEB
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Apr 30, 2016
Apr 30, 2016 at 3:05 AM UTC
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