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# *Oh how you always end up in my bed, when you are most hurt-- My hands on your gorgeous hips as I pull you  fully, down on to me.. A true descending..  into the further-reaches  of you In to places  previously untouched As I hold you there As if  for an eternity Till you are no longer   unable  to feel me.. Until you are  fully able to feel me* #
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Aug 30, 2021
Aug 30, 2021 at 8:08 PM UTC
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# *Oh how you always end up in my bed, when you are most hurt-- My hands on your gorgeous hips as I pull you  fully, down on to me.. A true descending..  into the further-reaches  of you In to places  previously untouched As I hold you there As if  for an eternity Till you are no longer   unable  to feel me.. Until you are  fully able to feel me* #
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Aug 30, 2021
Aug 30, 2021 at 8:08 PM UTC
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