I held her in my arms tightly,
so tightly I was sure she could feel the shivers going down my own spine.
No harm would ever come to her while she was in my grasp, but **** me if ever I held her too tightly, so tightly I myself were to hurt her.
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 7:47 AM UTC
I held her in my arms tightly,
so tightly I was sure she could feel the shivers going down my own spine.
No harm would ever come to her while she was in my grasp, but **** me if ever I held her too tightly, so tightly I myself were to hurt her.
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