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Oct 2015
I bite your, and it blooms lust flowers in your skin.
We touch, and we love.
We stare, and we fell in lust.
We touch and God ignore us.
We start to kissing, and our soul bound.
The lust in us, is so strong,
That not even hell can see us.
I love this moments of us.
The ecstasy of your lips, drive me nuts.
If I choose you, I will never see the moon.
Abimael
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Abimael  37/M/PR
(37/M/PR)   
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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