Wednesday, June 10

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Smoke filled up the room, light flooding over it.
I could see my bare nude feet.
Standing alone, freezing in the cold.
And suddenly she came, the most desirable women I have ever been with.
Casting her nude curves over the wall.
The blaze in her never died, as she takes over.
And then I touched her deepest secret.
And within a few breath she was all mine.

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