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Dear Steven

It's midnight and all I can think about is you.
What type of sorcery is this? Why am I drawn to you?
I want to feel your soft lips on mine as your hands rub my back.
You play with my panties. Pulling them up to caress my ass.
Your hands are firm yet gentle.
You glide your fingers behind my thigh down to my knee, lifting my leg to your chest.
You reach down to touch my foot. I smile.
I caress your cheek and kiss you so deeply. I feel a tingle in my spine and my nipples become erect.
I feel the heat rising between my thighs.
I want you to feel how wet I am, but I can't stop kissing you to tell you.
Instinctively your hand makes it's way up and between my thighs, pushing my panties to the side, as you feel my excitement.
I moan in ecstasy.
Yes, right there.
I want you.
I need you Steven.
Written by Dani061984
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