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his dilemna - II

Stamped: 11:25 AM

"Fuck me" he said
"Do you always do this?" she said
"Why this? Why now?" he said
"Shhh..." she said
"Can I?" he said
"Hush little baby..." she said
"Pass me that hug" he said
"Explore me" she said




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  • Blogger skohari says so:
    11:32 AM  

    For Nothingman; a perpetual inspiration top

  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    2:19 AM  

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3VppSgF38A&feature=PlayList&p=4622B4CB3D366367&index=4



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  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    2:41 AM  

    He feels like she takes him apart, pinch by pinch. And kisses him inch by inch. He feels exposed. Naked. Disfigured. Tortured. Judged. Faceless. Why? top

  • Anonymous Anonymous says so:
    4:01 PM  

    like your pic shahzeb! haven't visited your blog in forever, so not sure what turn it has taken, but just thought i'd drop a msg to say hi! top