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Oct 2017
I think about you
this heart begins to race
I can’t stop thoughts
the way you taste
how your tongue rolls
your low moans your
warm, soft skin
solid smacks on said skin
you shove into me
and I’m pretty sure I might,
be losing my mind
e v e r y t i m e you’re in me
****, with your
tight grip around my wrists
soft kiss along my neck
fast, heavy exhales
ill come for you
time and time again
hopeless romantic
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hopeless romantic  24/Fayetteville, Arkansas
(24/Fayetteville, Arkansas)   
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