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Italic meltdown

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Summary:
I miss you, most days and nights can hardly breathe without, it's all a lie when they say “time heals”

 

 

There, is where I found myself: 

pressed between him and a bookcase full of old books, smells like intelligent musk           

I’ll never forget: 

how my pussy clenched, body violently shook and spilled over his tilted thick mushroomed  brim;

before :before : before he even slid deeply inside, sensually embarrassed because the years of experience I lacked until reassured by his growling tight hold,; 

To you “If this is about acceptance and all the lovely raw things we’re made of including our god-like scars,  then hide all of your rigidness inside me”

I’ll never forget the taste:our cream mixed with a piece of literature stuffed in my mouth, mmgods

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