Trou8l3
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CATEGORY
life
Mentally
As time stood still
From the sway of ya hips
To the rhythm in ya finger tips
feeling your anticipations teasing my frustrations
Grasping moments of enchanting possibilities
I couldn't help my self
Indulging.....
Craving the curiosities of wanting to feel you
Visually you captured me,
Like rain storms breeze..
I produced that quiver you feel in ya knees
Caressing ya breast ..finesse this mood
I have plenty i wanna do...
To you
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