All I really want is to cum. I used to cum. I came hard. I came until every inch of my body was covered in silk, and sweat. Until midnight turned into dawn, and my thighs seeped in wetness.
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Friday, January 21, 2011
choked with your grandmother's scarf,
Beaten by the librarian's wit, she had it coming, that good for nothing, saggy old twit. But in all seriousness : Each day I grab the ice pick and decide to keep removing the layers, when I'm finished I move on to the next. You took all of three hours to demolish into diamonds. You became, and still are an incurable fever, a horizontal, chronic heat, between the smooth, peach meat. I keep moving on, but now you follow.
All I really want is to cum. I used to cum. I came hard. I came until every inch of my body was covered in silk, and sweat. Until midnight turned into dawn, and my thighs seeped in wetness.
All I really want is to cum. I used to cum. I came hard. I came until every inch of my body was covered in silk, and sweat. Until midnight turned into dawn, and my thighs seeped in wetness.
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That last part, there, had me pulling on my collar. I really like "a horizontal, chronic heat"
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