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Aug 2015
The More You
Grip & Scratch
This Skin
Gasphing On
How Good
This Body Moves,
Wondering About
The Perfection
Of This Pleasure.

I Really Do Hope
You Realize That
I'm Just
A Consciousness
Trapped In
Your Mind.

You're Absorbing
My Sacred Fantasies.
And
Only Pleasing Yourself.
dravenstorm
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