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Jun 2018
you
his hands were touching me so
softly
and somehow my lips
touched his
and his hands were down my pants
and his teeth were on my neck
and my moans were in his ear

but I knew he wasn't
you
Anna
Written by
Anna  22/F
(22/F)   
104
   --- and harun shukri
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