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Jul 2018
Lip as soft as pillows,  can I lean in a have as taste? Pure ecstasy,  bliss taking you to outer space. Walls collapsing,  flood gates broken releasing in bounty. Lost in passion wanting you to mount me. Hands  traveling, exploring the curves and dips of your body. Still enjoy your cloud based lips. If you havnt guess already , I mean the ones between your hips.

    " Sorry, was that out loud?? I truly am sorry. Sometime my mind... lol."
Ragde Nella
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