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Crave

Crave his touch,and the way we kissed.

How he parted my legs to get down on this.

Crave the warmth of his mouth,the wetness of his tongue.

Please let me keep dreaming before he makes me cum.

The urge that I feel as my body get weaks.

I crave to say his name,but right now I can't speak.
Written by Urbanluvr
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