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accidental collisions in the dark titillation held softly like warm tea in a porcelain cup the curve of my hip ever arches towards you cool skin and warm touch are my delectation
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 3:08 PM UTC
Found Between the Sheets
accidental collisions in the dark titillation held softly like warm tea in a porcelain cup the curve of my hip ever arches towards you cool skin and warm touch are my delectation
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 3:08 PM UTC
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