Pernese Girl's Musings: Hot Stuff

Sunday, November 30, 2008

Hot Stuff

Don't tell me l'm to hot to handle! I know that you burn for my touch. Soon you will mould yourself round me. Then l’ll quiver, and ripple, and such! Each night as you slide in beside me I lay here with drawn, bated breath And wait ‘til you gently surround me. Then l know l am yours until death.... Sign in to see full entry.

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