YOU WANT TO TASTE MINE AS BAD AS I WANT TO TASTE YOURS. I KNOW WHAT I WANT AND I WANT WHAT I LIKE, DOES THAT MAKE ME A WHORE? THE SUMISSIVE OR THE DOMINANT, WHATEVER TICKLES YOUR FANCY. I KNOW HOW BAD YOU WANT TO GET INTO MY PANTIES. I WANT TO GET ON TOP AND GRAB YOUR CURLY BLACK HAIR. WITH YOUR HANDS ON MY ASS SO SOFT AND BARE. I WANT TO FEEL YOU SO DEEP INSIDE ME TILL I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE. FLIP ME OVER ON MY STOMACH, MAKE ME BEG FOR MORE. KISS MY BACK,NECK,STOMACH,KNEES. KEEP ME WANTING MORE AND SCREAMING PLEASE. CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT FROM MY PELVIS RUBBING ON YOURS? EVERY INCH OF YOUR BODY I WANT TO EXPLORE. WINDING DOWN AS WE COME TO THE END. NEED I SAY LET'S DO IT AGAIN!
Reason for writing:
ANTICIPATION
Birth sign: Libra
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