Finger tips caress swollen nipples. Anticipating u. Hand slips into the secretion of sweetness created from thoughts of you and some how I feel I’m cheating u. Like this body is no Longer mine. From the time u found pleasure in my walls I can no longer please myself. Left hungry feening for more than I can ever offer for I am not u.
Posted on Monday, 6 August
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