Wasting It was conceivable that she was not embarrassed but one wondered when pinkness welled provocatively. Lips pursed and yesterday’s kissed lipstick passed into the solid stickiness of a calm memory. It might have been a capture outside the residual emanation of nuances that are acceptable for... Sign in to see full entry.
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