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Mar 2016
shhh.
turn off the lights.
no one will hear us, promise not to bite.
shhh.
the way you kiss my neck.
the pressure is building, I'm starting to sweat.
shhh.
keep your hands on me.
the lower you go the heavier I breathe.
shhh.
one more time.
this will be the ride of my life.
Wynter Watkins
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Wynter Watkins  Virginia Beach
(Virginia Beach)   
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   lena k, PJ Poesy and GaryFairy
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