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Jul 2014
She had some weak spot; between her legs, in her chest,  in her mind. Others, smaller ones, all over her body; Hidden, in places she had forgotten, or never knew existed - all over the place, some of my favorite places. One by one -  we found them. I enjoyed taking my time. We didn’t ****, that’s easy. I made our bodies come together, we didn’t have ******; we shared one. Don’t get me wrong, I pulled her hair, made *** there, and over there. Whispered disgusting things into her ear, while pulling her hair- went from kissing her lips, to ******* her tongue; to licking down there. Turning her on, then giving her hand, getting it done. All of that, was just, the prelude, to us becoming one...
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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