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I love you

I’m just 18. My hair is jet black. And I want to fuck you. I want to grab you and push you down and rip off your jacket. Then I want to unbutton your shirt With my mouth Button By Button And when I get down to the end I want to breathe heavy Heavy Heavier And unzip your pants with my teeth Slowly work my way back up to your neck Breathe in your ear as I slip my hand And your pants Down your leg Now I’m biting And my hand moves up It goes somewhere, there, And tugs gently Gently Gentlygentlygently Until you can’t take it Shove me down Rip off my underwear Because you just can’t take it Hold my hands above my head Just in case And fuck me. But I’m not enough. So once I finish my last moan Your last breath You lift me up Shove me down again Zip up your zipper And walk away With me on the concrete. Because if I Grabbed you and pushed you down and ripped off your jacket You would be all I would get Because You Would be all that I deserve.
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layla-jane-johnson
American
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Feb 3, 2011
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