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I sit at her feet and watch her mouth twist into a crooked smile.
I look into her dark eyes that shine with vibrant knowledge.
I look down to avoid reaching out and touching her stocking clad calves.
I look down to try and stop the longing I feel,
the longing to press her crooked smile to my salty lips and
watch her dark eyes blink and slowly close with desire.
But I only sit and try not to stare and
I try to enjoy this private time we have together.
This passing time that makes me long for so much more.

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AdonisXxXAdonisXxXalmost 9 years ago
here goes

she is dominant is she not? the mentor I mean. grrrr... intriguing

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