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Nov 2020
Rose petals on the floor
Rose petals on the bed
Your piercing eye and skintight dress
Music playing
Mind racing as you pull me in
Falling deeper into lustful thoughts  

Push me off
Turn the music up
Play it slow

Your hips bent and your *** shook
Your body twists and turns to the rhythm of this ******* song
Got me sweating at this privet show

Witness to your beauty
Victim to my lust
Feel no pity in our hearts
Reality is morphing into fruition of our thoughts...

Bite your lip and lick your neck....
        
         Take our time and do it right...
    
Want us laughing through the night

Cause we both know that in the end we gonna break each other’s hearts.
Timur Shamatov
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Timur Shamatov  M/Oregon
(M/Oregon)   
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