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Jan 2016
Close your eyes, and you will find me there.
Long tendrils of fiery hair billow around me as I come to you.
Shimmery porcelain skin beckons you, please touch me.
I rise amongst the ethereal mist, and shower you in soft petal kisses.
Your manhood calls to me, and I respond.
My velvet hands reach for every inch of your skin.
My plump rosy lips tantalize your essence.
I am not your concubine, but you don’t know that yet.
You belong to me, but you don’t realize that yet.
All that you are will be devoured by my ***** mounds and valleys.
The winds howl as the demons moan in ecstasy.
Demons? And I thought it was just me.
Hello, Incubus.  Fancy meeting you here.

12/29/2015
Dawn Richardson
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Dawn Richardson  40/F/Burton
(40/F/Burton)   
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