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You have a sexy face I want to f@ck it with my tongue I want to breath in your ear I dont
want you stop to say oh God, I want you to see God I want you to be God then scream your own name, a hundred times once after each time you came, your eyes
thrill me I love your hair and your bite I'm so glad to have met you, you make goodness great and wrongness right I will write about this tomorrow if I can pretend to do it justice, but of course I can not but I shall love to reminisce the first kiss the taste the smell of your hair the smooth of your face your squint your stare your irrisitable passion this sudden new reason to regain faith in what I used to believe in to behold this new full plate I just love your face...