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posted by
KaBooM62
on March 29, 2008 at 11:18 PM
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Kris, you just have the most deft way of getting to
the heart and soul of a matter. I am sitting here watching you grow up in this post, and the transformation is stunning, and quite frankly, just a little titillating, pardon the expression...
The feelings you describe are painfully poignant to all who ever went through adolescence, although I obviously wasn't worried too much about growing breasts. However, I was all-consumed by touching them!
Just a great, great post!
posted by
strat
on March 28, 2008 at 5:01 AM
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Hhhhmmmm...
posted by
Nautikos
on March 27, 2008 at 5:44 PM
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Interesting! sam
posted by
sam444
on March 27, 2008 at 11:57 AM
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With some
it all starts with a kiss, with me it all begins with the slightest brush against my nipples. This is where it all begins for me. I too can take my breasts fondled for hours. I looooove it. Don't get me wrong, I looove kissing but I'm like a deer caught in the head lights of heaven when my breasts are touched. Great Post
posted by
SEEDLINGS
on March 26, 2008 at 9:15 PM
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