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Dec 2017
I'm attracted to men who tend to have a ***** or two loose.
There is something about a broken mirror that drives me wild.
I'm tired of the old boring routine.
I'm up for a little adventure.

Corner me in an elevator and push your body against me.
Wake me up at 2 am and take me to a rooftop.
Whisper your darkest desires into my ear.
Rub my leg at dinner and let me know what I'm in for.

Push me in the backseat and pull me on top.
Just make-out with me like two teenagers in high school.
Tell me how you need it.
Let me touch your body.

Tell me I'm the one you've been waiting for your whole life.
Tell me you can't concentrate at work because you're thinking of me.
Tell me what you're going to do to me.
Make me beg for it.
Tell me I'm that somebody.


-you know I don't trust nobody
Stewie
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Stewie  32/F/Tampa, FL
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