everytime i see you
i remember
the smell of the hair on your arms, your chest
the way you called me baby
over and over
whispering it:
into my ear
through my hair
against the curve of my hip, the flesh of my thigh
and how it made me crazy hot
even though i don’t like being called that
i think about how soft your lips were
on my mouth, and then my clit
the way you looked in my eyes when you fucked me
how i came so hard i got a stitch in my side
everytime i see you
i remember
December 27th, 2005 9:59 pm
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January 20th, 2006 8:27 am
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