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Oct 2014
A little thing called *****, its just like when you get a text and your fingers play a sensual melody on the keys.
Notice I use the word sensual to depict the image of the man being the fingers and the woman being the keys, with that touch she loves so much...she may not know if it's love our lust.
At first she may have been confused...but didn't resist to remove her clothes and shoes, way after it will turn out into a story of pleasure and laughter.
This thing called *** is not for kids, it might start off with a kiss , then a poke some months later she tells you she has your child you thought was a joke.
TypicalRichard Poet
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TypicalRichard Poet  Kingston
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