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Apr 2016
It's hard to sleep with clothes on again
It was so heavenly sleeping next to him
In tangled in his every limb

For all them days, time for us was at a stand
We would just sleep when we can
When you wasn't proving you was a passionate man

Our body's always moving in perfect rhythm
Multiple ******* was just a given
So intense, it made me confess my religion

Every primeval need meet
I begging for more,for the next
Our amazingly, sensual, causal ***!!!!!
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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