Her
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Last published Thu, Mar 13, 2025
"I need to get back but my number is 340-XXX-XXXX" she said as I grabbed a sticky note before writing it down. I looked back at her to see her walk over to the guitar candy bowl. My eyes trailed down her body, taking in every curve that shaped her body. She had this earthy style to her. From the charms in her hair to the bangles on her wrist and waist beads along her pudgy stomach. I would worship that body if given the chance. Make her feel like the only woman in the world. Give her want she's always wanted but never received.
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