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Previous Women

by Ashdacat

I don’t have to question why previous women fell for him He is kind and gentle, dominant when needed, a head full of knowledge ready to tip at any moment The words that linger off his tongue infiltrate my mind and carry me away to unknown galaxies filled of wisdom and smoke-filled lungs. The way he sits between my thighs, glazed-over eyes, watching me melt I can sense the hurt that he has endured before me and all I want to do is show this beautiful being that I will not do the same to him.
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Ashdacat
32 / F / Tampa, FL
For You?
Written by
Ashdacat
32 / F / Tampa, FL
Published
Apr 25, 2018
Time
1m
Notes

His tongue is magic, in more ways than one

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#women#sex#thighs#words#beautiful#lover
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