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i love the smell of warm skin burying our heads in each other shoulders feels so close connected this is as close as i can get to you longing for a lover desperate for touch trace my back My spine bends for you I bend for you you lean mean cuddle machine
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 4:34 AM UTC
cuddle pud
i love the smell of warm skin burying our heads in each other shoulders feels so close connected this is as close as i can get to you longing for a lover desperate for touch trace my back My spine bends for you I bend for you you lean mean cuddle machine
i love cuddles.
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Jan 23, 2020
Jan 23, 2020 at 4:34 AM UTC
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