'gainst i hern pretty
.
did yourn bard
tell ya
share with ya
thuh warm mine felt
exspecially when
her mitts
likewise
grip'n thick digits
stroll'd mine pecs
lock'n just bellow
mine short rib
no tickle
just warm
okay
tickle
yet warm
did yourn bard
tell ya
hers scream'd
lock'n tight mine
when all uv mine
holler'd
yesss
holler'd
"i love you"
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2025
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