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Jan 2015
I'm hot. Sweaty. Your hands are in my hair. Your hands are everywhere. I can't control my self. I can't seem to get enough of you. I feel like I'm falling and I am. I'm falling hard for you. Thrilling emotions flow through me. Your fingers get tangled in my hair. I don't seem to care, I push farther. I get lost in you. I want us to be even closer. I want to feel every piece of your hard body against my soft one. I don't really know where I end and you start. What I do know is that you make my body ache for your touch. I'm addicted to you and I try to stop all of this that's overwhelming me, but I can't. The mere sight of him makes me all nervous and needy. It wasn't love at first sight. Not at all. But just now I realize that **what I'd looking for had been here the whole time.
What started as a friendship turned into something passionate.
Mile Conde
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Mile Conde  Buenos Aires
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