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a high night

Kissing my lips Touching my face You rubbed your hands Up and down My stomach Goose bumps took over Giving me a shiver Your lips did wonders Making me quiver You make me soak So ready and willing I wanted more Never stopping Why did you make me stop

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brittany-comer

American

Published: Jan 3, 2012
LinesWords: 1449

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