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I see him.... I’m strutting with no reaction His thumbs on his phone just thumping and tapping With grace and with strength like love mixed with lust His attention I need his touch is a must The jealousy and Envy is from a light on a screen I wish you could hear me I plead and I scream I know I look good in these ocean blue jeans Just look...JUST LOOK withthat fire in those frames Dare I say... did it work? As he peaks with a smile Did he hear?..... was it heard?... Yes he’s up Oh **** these nerves that I feel His touch His feel is what makes me kneel Wheather their heard or not These curves words said were real
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 3:34 PM UTC
If Her Curves had Words
I see him.... I’m strutting with no reaction His thumbs on his phone just thumping and tapping With grace and with strength like love mixed with lust His attention I need his touch is a must The jealousy and Envy is from a light on a screen I wish you could hear me I plead and I scream I know I look good in these ocean blue jeans Just look...JUST LOOK withthat fire in those frames Dare I say... did it work? As he peaks with a smile Did he hear?..... was it heard?... Yes he’s up Oh **** these nerves that I feel His touch His feel is what makes me kneel Wheather their heard or not These curves words said were real
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Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 3:34 PM UTC
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