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Sext - One

Every pore of me opens, like spring happening to flowers, in the anticipation of your skin meeting mine.

I am wet and parched. I am hard and the softest ever. 62 more words

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A letter to you, from 15 years ago

Dear S,

I was waiting for your call all last night and while we were at dinner. Adrian refused to enter into a discussion with me about anything. 450 more words

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