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Oct 2015
Give me the moment and the privacy to touch and be touched by your valuable words.

Gently whisper your love with your misunderstanding finger, teach them to love each and every inch of me; where this sinful act, can be justified by our godly love.

Help me conquer my reckless mind, for you have already conquered my slaved heart with your seductive soul and now my heart kneels to your ever commend.

-Ethiiochick
Deeply inhale my words...
Ethiiochick
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Ethiiochick  London
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