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I can’t help but think if we were together and a particular song came on that I would kiss you, or let you kiss me. How nice it would be to feel your hands on my body grabbing me gripping me working their way through my hair your lips wet and hot on mine. We’d kiss sweetly, briefly or in some instances with unparalleled hunger. I’d be on top of you, wanting your clothes off and your skin against mine and I don’t mean it to sound raunchy or ***** There wouldn't be anything wrong about touching you the way that you want. Nothing at all.
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Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 1:11 AM UTC
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I can’t help but think if we were together and a particular song came on that I would kiss you, or let you kiss me. How nice it would be to feel your hands on my body grabbing me gripping me working their way through my hair your lips wet and hot on mine. We’d kiss sweetly, briefly or in some instances with unparalleled hunger. I’d be on top of you, wanting your clothes off and your skin against mine and I don’t mean it to sound raunchy or ***** There wouldn't be anything wrong about touching you the way that you want. Nothing at all.
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Sep 25, 2012
Sep 25, 2012 at 1:11 AM UTC
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