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Daydreaming pt 1
I'm eveloping these thoughts,
As I get ready to send them out through my tongue
The phone rings
Its him!
after a long day of work
He remembered me
The sound of his voice tickled my pussy Cat
Like a feather to my rosey cheeks
I was blushing
love awoken
I could hardly speak
I knew I loved him because
My vocal chords whimpered and became weak
He pampered me with his words
I loved every part of him
his smooth pastel colored skin
his gentle touch
Hello?
Hello?
He hung up?
This is strange
I'm still in bed in the middle of the day
The TVs playing
And the sun is playing
peek a boo
The door bell rings
Its him!
Hey baby,
I was just daydreaming about you!
As I get ready to send them out through my tongue
The phone rings
Its him!
after a long day of work
He remembered me
The sound of his voice tickled my pussy Cat
Like a feather to my rosey cheeks
I was blushing
love awoken
I could hardly speak
I knew I loved him because
My vocal chords whimpered and became weak
He pampered me with his words
I loved every part of him
his smooth pastel colored skin
his gentle touch
Hello?
Hello?
He hung up?
This is strange
I'm still in bed in the middle of the day
The TVs playing
And the sun is playing
peek a boo
The door bell rings
Its him!
Hey baby,
I was just daydreaming about you!
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