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On the bed like a doll, your lips are dry, your gaze groans, and you desire the impossible that you will not find except in me.
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The way you were made to perfectly fit my hands
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“The deeper the wound, the more private the pain.”
— Isabel Allende, Paula
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“Good morning to your breasts. Your bra is tired. Replace it with my hands.”
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bitches be like "god he's so hot" and he looks like this
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