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I stand and stare at the structure of your face, the curve in your pants.
I have to physically hold myself back from sitting on your lap, ripping your clothes off like a savage beast.
I don’t need to imagine you inside me, I feel it.
It doesn’t happen often but when I want you, I need you.
I can feel my panties dampen with the desire, as my heart quickens its beat.
In a room full of destruction and disarray all I can see is you pushing me over and thrusting yourself inside of me. The thought is almost enough to make me cum.



My life in truth. A journal to myself and anyone who will listen.

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