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Jan 2015
We roll back and forth
From side to side
Looks so needy
Grips so tight

Unbuttoned shirt, ripped dress
Will soon end up on the ground
With all the rest
The gentle touch or the hard hand

The screams for god
The squeeking bed
This night, I may never forget
Blacksilhouettes
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Blacksilhouettes  20/M/Belgium
(20/M/Belgium)   
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