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Feb 2021
I set fire to his soul through my eyes alone. Without touching him I built inside him a permanent home.

Your beauty, your curves, your aesthetic perfection will never be enough, he will never be completely satiated with just lust.

You see, he has experienced my heart, my mind and my soul and for eternity now nobody else will ever come close.
Written by
Lysistrata  F/England
(F/England)   
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