COMMITMENT, TRUST, LIES, and HORRORS
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She is fine as hell, she got the body and she got the personality. She is the ideal girl, there isn't a day in my life I wouldn't want to spend with her. With her arms wrapped around my neck, I firmly pressed my lips against her thick beautiful pink lips and push her against the wall with my hands wrapped around her waist.
You would think that we are the perfect couple, that we were meant to be with each other till the end of our days, but with all the crap were going through will we survive ? over the next few Years I will take you through commitment, trust, lies, and, horrors
Which one do you think takes the cake ?
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