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Nov 2013
My every cell boils with passion at the thought of you.
My skin crawls in longing to be rubbed, pinched, stroked, scratched, caressed, or demanded by your hands.
My hair wishes you could take a handful of it and hold on.
My ******* want to be nibbled, nuzzled, kissed, licked, traced and revered by you.
My neck is bared to you in trust.

My soul wants to see you.

My heart wants to feel you.

My body…...wants it all.
Chinay Lindhop
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Chinay Lindhop
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