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Only For: 18 and Older, Not Easily Offended |
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*ThoughtsOfEvasions*
You need to stop evading my thoughts because . . . The very thought of you does something to me that only I can feel and see . . . You caress me and undress me with your eyes and I get mesmerized at the sensations between my . . . Thigh highs keep rolling down at the thought of the sounds that you made when you evaded me. See . . . I can feel your hands all over me as I speak and while you seek the jewel that you know that is there I prepare for our fight to the highest height as you come to me i n the heat of the night and we go . . . higher and higher to the point that our desire just burst into a flame even after you came . . . and you left and you went and you soared with the wind . . . But nevertheless, I still say again . . . You need to stop evading my thoughts! ©2003 BevMba
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