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wanted to smell pleasure

the train speed
was gaining
I was being pushed
from behind
his breathing
was hurting my back
my soft moans and
shivering paws
was making marks
on the glass.
n at the end
the brook
came to play
on my chubby thigh...
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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