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Mar 2018
dreaming of you is never enough....
I’m ready to get to it I promise it’s not an act
my bedroom game is really tough
I want u to take in all this goodness
look only... I whisper strongly
but don’t touch...
while I’m riding it biting my lips staring into ya eyes      
watching you desperately trying to keep ya composure.. i lean in towards me you to take more in and steal a kiss from them soft black lips... I play with my ***** while using the tip of my finger to stroke my kitty I’m about to *** I can’t help but yell  it excites me this game of *** competition it lights an fire... fire to this forever flame from this “Fire We Make” “boom” Bob Marley’s voice.... my alarm.... I Iie awake ******* soaking wet ready for that good ole wake and bake
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