What May Happen
I want to taste your salty sweat I want to see you touch yourself while....you are looking at me in innocence and pleasure. Make your way to me my baby.....let the passion begin no more teasing, lay yourself beside me. You feel so soft and smell intoxicating feed my hunger. I'm caught up....don't hold back....move with me and let your actions show.
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