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My description is : You do not have the most remote idea of ​​everything that happens for my mind when the desire for you grows within me
I like: Your hands follow the path of my naked body and flow into the dark corners of my wishes, and there, which firm sentries of the biggest treasure I have, and which story thieves, take over my will of iron of iron
I don't like: It is not the same to say "I wish you good night" that "I wish you, good night"
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