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Sep 2014
lets not play by the rules.
it just me against you.
doing what bodies do.
then holding it against you. Again,
late afternoon,
doing what we do,
moving the way you move,
can't take my eyes off of you.
the only thing I want more than you,
is both of us in the ****.
music on,
setting the mood
licking your lips
like finger food.
skin so smooth
your aches; I'll sooth
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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