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Thursday, April 14, 2022

Clock goes tick tock as I watch TikTok, playing with your cock sans socks, barefoot beneath the sheets, as a thought repeats on my mind.

I feel your skin against my skin as my lips pressed against your lips, your hips move, your legs move around my hips, I feel myself inside as you guide me to the right spot.

I wanted you so much, your touch, your cock, your lips, your love, but it ended so now I dream of the moments we had and I dream of the moments we could of had.

It makes me sad, missing you, but we’ll never be and we weren’t together back then we just messed around and had some fun times together.

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