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So here we go, 2025. Many did not come along with us. We persist for now. I admit to a certain amount of melancholy this season. I spent Ch... -
When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
I am a bread-a-holic. I love this photo. Yum!
ReplyDeletePresumably there are no words because you've got your mouth full. Lovely texture in that photo, I can almost smell the freshly baked bread.
ReplyDeleteWho needs words when there's bread? Maybe butter.
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