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Strawberry Kiss

The tip of her nose studded with blackheads like seeds on a strawberry, she stared back at me; I could feel her move closer. She asked, should we kiss? Panting, I just gazed. Her breasts touched my own. I closed my eyes and breathed no.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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