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Aug 2014
Silk red underwear begging to be ripped.
Blushing red skin craving to be bit.
The friction of our bodies is enough to ignite the soul.
Light me bright crimson red, giving me zero control.

Is this love or is this lust?
Frankly, it really doesn't matter.
I'm wearing all red,
The color of desire.
Ashley Lopez
Written by
Ashley Lopez  Miami
(Miami)   
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