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mmm.. ride bareback, put some color on your cheeks.. kissed bruised lips curl into a canary eating smile.. have color, christened a pool table, almost came.. furrows brows but damned if it wasn't hot, sweaty, and most enjoyable... hands demanding, ripping at clothes.. whispered commands.. and weirdly romantic... he drug out the candles, turned the lights down, music... not in a cheesy way, but as a tickling of the senses.. atmosphere.. was yummy... stretches and licks lips very yummy. and i am very sleepy.. just wanted to jot a note.. dream. i know i will.
11.28.04 : 3:57 a.m.
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