Thirsty: Siwon AMBW
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MatureComplete Wed, May 29, 20193h 36m
He hovered over me, ghosting his lips on mines ; my eyes closed and my mouth opens. He pulled away. "Have a nice night pretty lady."
Leaving me there with a dumbfounded look on my face.
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