Today was the day from hell…
So I drowned my sorrows with salacious thoughts
And flirtatious emails…
“7’2” doesn’t have a clue…
"EVERY ARTIST DIPS HIS BRUSH IN HIS OWN SOUL, AND PAINTS HIS OWN NATURE INTO HIS PICTURES." -Henry Ward Beecher
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Tuesday, December 7, 2010
He smelled of gumdrops butterscotch and lollipops :)
My nose nestled in the nook of his neck. Breathing him in.
Nibbling softly, delicately.
Pulling him in with my...sweetness.
Tender kisses. Passionate. Erotic. A violent exploration of the
other's possessions.
Nothing was off limits as we devoured each other at my door...Mel
My nose nestled in the nook of his neck. Breathing him in.
Nibbling softly, delicately.
Pulling him in with my...sweetness.
Tender kisses. Passionate. Erotic. A violent exploration of the
other's possessions.
Nothing was off limits as we devoured each other at my door...Mel
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