Love

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I wait in the forest for him to meet me.  I lay on a blanket.  Sebastain is his name.  i love him.  Trees move and i knowtice he's feeling loving towards me.  He's waring a long shirt.  I grasp it and lay my lips on him.  His strong fingers weave through my hair. His full lips are moist. He's on my ear and i gulp loudly for him to hear i wispers "i would do amything for you".  I kiss him more. I feel him on my chest- moving in patterns.  I kiss him neck as we then snuggle.  I feel him gasping.

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