onedeadpoet:

“Tell me your secret, dirty fantasies that you picture when you’re alone.

*glide*

The more you tell me the more and longer my wet lips trail up and over your SENSITIVE SPOT.

*glide*

If you stop, I won’t stop, but I won’t go up as high. And I think you really, REALLY,

*glide*

want me to do that, don’t you? Please let me make you feel good…tell me…

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