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Grip

Your addiction to my body is clouding the affection I am transmitting to you with my ocean deep kisses
I wish I could tell you to pay affectionate attention to the surgical meaning of this
Operational language I am performing through my kisses
But I will admit your large hands and hardly pressed body against this vessel...against this temple
Oh Lord please forgive his trespassing because I think his transmitting a non sexually transmitted disease through my body and he didn't need to penetrate through me.....
This is getting way too deep for me
You impregnate me....these are no ordinary children of the kind that are born...these children remain coursing through my spinal nerves synaps after synaps my interneuron moans and my motor neuron takes action...
Pause...why is the subject Life Science in this story?....what does it matter
Our bodies remain intertwined...mmmmmh the movement of your body so divine
Written by Leanse
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