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#230
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Honey
Honeydew
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He could feel a soft and bare shade of blush brush across his cheeks, the words of the Prince having sounded softer in mind, a wanton and nearly sensual air having been added. He was also able to quickly gather that while the man was delighted he'd actually decided to arrive that evening, he knew he was impatient as well. Carefully he sat on the farthest edge of the bed before drawing up his skirt and giving the Prince a show of what he longed for
And I can't change
Even if I tried
Even if I wanted to... ...I can't change
Even if I try
Even if I wanted to
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Posted 05-29-2012, 11:11 PM
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