31.12.16

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 I dream

oh, yes, I dream wet


I dream that you tell me

it is ok.


And I go down on your ears

to your neck.


I dream, and I write, and

I think of

you, and I get wet.


My perky breasts and my

heated lips call your

name


I dream of kissing you

and knewding your breasts


I dream of whispering to

you

how badly I want to 

be there


I get wet, and more

and more as I picture

your face


of red satisfaction,

and moist,

runny,

legs.


I dream

of you

and your

musky scent.

 

Oh, dream, lick my fantasies

and take me away!

 

.-.


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