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My blood is singing in my veins, boiling just beneath the surface. My blushing body is afire, lightning sensitive to even the faintest brush of air against my bare flesh. My breasts are tight, heavy. Wanton. Aching. My nipples are hard hot points, begging for you. Will you make me beg, baby? For your fingers, your tongue, your lips… For YOU. Pleeeeeaaase…
Don’t underestimate mud puddles. You can drown in them.
Never get deeply involved with shallow people.