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Sep 2014
It clings to his chest,
and touches his neck.
It cascades down his back and sides
touching every part I crave.
It even goes down near his belt --
maybe even down into his pants.

That's one **** lucky shirt.
I wanna be that shirt...
Jaderbug dreams
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Jaderbug dreams
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       Jeremy Betts, mk, Skai, ---, luapharas and 7 others
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