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As my hands moved down his slick back, I counted the rising goosebumps. Then he leaned in close to me and speaking his dangerous words said, "I want you." Somehow, on that cold winter day, I melted
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 11:40 PM UTC
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As my hands moved down his slick back, I counted the rising goosebumps. Then he leaned in close to me and speaking his dangerous words said, "I want you." Somehow, on that cold winter day, I melted
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Dec 28, 2018
Dec 28, 2018 at 11:40 PM UTC
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