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Monday, March 12, 2012
Hold me by NYC Robert
Lying in bed wrapped in his arms, tucked closely to his chest. So close she felt his heart beating and he hers. She felt comforted, and secure. A feeling she longed for. The feeling of arousal through subtle innocence.
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