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The swift pulls of lust demanding like demons, love was lost and last seen when the heart felt warmth.. Sown seeds yet not to be harvested,she was filled with ***** love was deflowered, a result of his hardships..
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC
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The swift pulls of lust demanding like demons, love was lost and last seen when the heart felt warmth.. Sown seeds yet not to be harvested,she was filled with ***** love was deflowered, a result of his hardships..
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 2:30 PM UTC
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