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my weakest desire.
is you. even now, after you left, so many months ago, i find myself, in craving of you.
a craving, so strong as we used to be, each others addictions, each others needs.
but what i crave , is what we both wanted, what we longed for.
each other.
our bodies naked and bare, your lusious full breasts rubbing against mine , as we breath deeply, heavly, and greedly, as we try to dein ourselfs air, to allow our teaseing need to keep.
our pink cherry lips kiss and our long tongues intertwine