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Nov 2016
The leaves looked like strawberries as they sun filtered through them. I want to pick them and sink my teeth into it's soft, pink flesh. I wish someone would sink their teeth into the soft, pink flesh between my thighs.
I want to be a strawberry. Growing, reaching for the sun. Until someone picks me and kills me with their mouth. They will make me quiver and shake with every bite. They will look up at me with my strawberry juice dripping from their mouth. Sink your teeth into me. **** me with your tongue. **** me! **** me!
Stevie Knight
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Stevie Knight  Maryland
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