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From my vantage point I see beauty, natural essence of what is and what isn't, I'm sure your touch is as deep as your inner self, with skin soft as a rose blowing in the soft breeze, every kiss is explosive like a small nuclear blast upon my lips. Your hips are made for my touch, caressing your soul as such.
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 1:56 PM UTC
My View
From my vantage point I see beauty, natural essence of what is and what isn't, I'm sure your touch is as deep as your inner self, with skin soft as a rose blowing in the soft breeze, every kiss is explosive like a small nuclear blast upon my lips. Your hips are made for my touch, caressing your soul as such.
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 1:56 PM UTC
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