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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 ...
Lovely shots. I wonder where they all are now.
ReplyDeleteI wonder that, too, John!
DeleteFive years ago and an entirely different era in so many ways.
ReplyDeleteyes, startling, isn't it?
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