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Aug 2016
It's a Tuesday afternoon, I'm at work, I look up from my task and gaize out the window at the skyline of the city. I take a breath and a thought crosses my mind. I take out my phone and send you a simple message. It's Tuesday afternoon you're at school or work, it's a warm afternoon and you yearn for the sun on your body. You feel the phone vibrate in your back pocket, you don't bother looking, you know. You find a private place and begin taking your clothes off. You begin to ******* gently touching yourself.  Your **** begins to throb and your body gently quivers and then begins to quake. As you *** you take a picture and send it to me. As the picture sends you see for the first time the text I sent to you.

For me

That is 24/7 TPE
Marcus Collins
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Marcus Collins  Northern California
(Northern California)   
   NuBlaccSoul and Little Bear
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