POISONOUS LOVE
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He brace me against the wall the heat from his body warms my nakedness i could feel the fire transfer to my core. It jumps with need and a thirst that only the beast of a man could give. Yet i know how wrong this is so damn wrong but i can't find a ounce of fiber in my body that disagree with our action.
His Cologne dull my senses my breath comes out short from the depths of my soul my brain stop thinking. My eyes focus in on his ocean of angry storm that seem like its about to blow my body in oblivion. His lips that i wish could claim mine.
"You run from me so many times yet you crave my with your every breath you take. I make you a woman i can make you my slut i make you wet with need your body is mine and only mine" he said running his hand over my erected nipple and down to the one place where he prove me right cause i was so wet wet that where i stand a puddle had already started.
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