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Fantasies in My Pen
your touch owns my skin, your smile owns my eyes, the words that roll off your tongue owns my ears, but my head owns the the area between your thighs, my thoughts are owned by this pad and pen as my aching wrist spits out stories of our fantasies of premarital sins
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