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Aug 2013
I miss the feel of your sensual curves, the sweet scent you leave on me after we have touched each other in ways no one else can, the delicate purr that sings your satisfaction caused by my hands twisting you, that sound that makes my body tremble.
Josias Barrios
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Josias Barrios  New York City
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