Holy crap I love you. I can't say why with precision. Of course it's the stuff I've already told you, that we get along so well and relate so well and all that. But lord I want to fuck you. I feel it in me so strongly that I want to jump, to hop to it, and knock you down and take you hard. That deep red scar of a pussy where you're on my desk gets me deep in my gut. It's mine, fucking mine, and I want it and want to take it now.
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