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Apr 2014
Rain water soaks me
You undress me
You dry my body with your lips
You hold my hips with just your finger tips
Your touch send shivers up and down my body
Your touch burns me
You look at me, "Are you ready?"
I look back, " Yes."
Our hips now connected
We both gasp and sigh
as our connected hips move together
The looks on our faces after we're done
The looks and sighs of pleasure
My head fits perfectly in the hallow between your neck and shoulder
*Our eyes flutter closed and what we did was repeated in our dreams
Again, still a ******. This is what I imagine my first time would be like with someone I love and care about.
Chalsey Wilder
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Chalsey Wilder  22/Two-Spirit/Space
(22/Two-Spirit/Space)   
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