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a boy told me: I like staring at her dreamy hazelnut eyes. I love caressing her slender body. I want to stroke my long fingers on her brunette hair. I fancy her snow white skin complexion. I adore her kissable lips and I'm yearning to give her my mischievous kiss. and I told myself: "I wish I am the girl he is talking about."
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
Her
a boy told me: I like staring at her dreamy hazelnut eyes. I love caressing her slender body. I want to stroke my long fingers on her brunette hair. I fancy her snow white skin complexion. I adore her kissable lips and I'm yearning to give her my mischievous kiss. and I told myself: "I wish I am the girl he is talking about."
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samantha-bontia
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
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