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~ Tuesday, September 21, 2004
You know you want her You want to place your large warm hand firmly on the base of her back, pressing her firm belly tightly against yours, You want to feel her heart beating ever so fast, beating through her bosoms into yours, You know you want her. You want to feel her dark hair sweet and soft between your fingers and in your hands. You know you want her. You want to take her lips ever so gently in between your teeth, tasting the firm sweetness of her. You know you want her. You want to know that you stroke a fire in her that burns hot and makes every fiber of her just tremble with excitement. You know you want her. You know you want her, but you can't have her.
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