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Jul 2022
When I think of you ,and how you make me feel,
I remember how cold you really are .
And how I just wanted more.
The temptation to indulge in every thing you are.
You are hot,sweet,and dangerous
It's hard to resist you.
What is this control you have over me.
I will never give you up.
You are my hot fudge Sunday
And I can not resist devouring you all up
One spoon full at a time .
I love ice cream .lol
Troy
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Troy  47/M/USA
(47/M/USA)   
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