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The Kiss That Never Happened: Part II

My heart was beating fast when she got down her eyes in seconds voraciously going through the poems with her head slightly bending downwards, lowering her chest toward my front. Her posture was good enough for me to feed my eyes. I gazed through her bra-less breast, the sharply pointing nipples of her bountiful breast sent shivers down my spine. I clutched my legs tightly as my thighs trembled. I glanced at her breast frequently and uncontrollably as I waited eagerly for her reaction to my poem. Continue reading

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