Secret Lovers

by Anitra   Jul 19, 2006


We meet every night to have a good time. I just wish that my parents would know he's mine. They think he's a thug that sells drugs,but i know better. He treats me like a princess and he is my prince. When he touches my body i get very tense. We are secret lovers and nobody knows the way i feel about him is out of control.

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