there’s no need to see what’s under my clothes, if you have no desire to understand my soul; I am more than plumped breast and a soft behind, pay attention to the intellect that protrudes my mind.

harvest a meaningful conversation, show me what love is capable of without penetration; adore me for my gentle words, tell me that my smile is my sexiest curve.

love me with admirable gestures, let your choice to choose me be as light as a feather…

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