His

by Breesasha   Oct 11, 2006


His touch, his lips, his kiss, his dips, everything she ever dreamed of, everything she ever wanted. But things got caught up and she went too fast, now all that happened is a nightmare going past. Her life, that night, his voice, her scream, his hand, her virginity. IT's over, it was just a dream.

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