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Jan 2018
His
soft lips
sensuous touch
hands pulling my hair
eyes boring into mine
fingers tickling my ribs
breath on my skin


wasn't yours, darling.






And that's why I couldn't do it.
SeaChel
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SeaChel  25/F/California
(25/F/California)   
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