To Mr. J.CARTER Read Count : 31

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Just the thought of your hand brings me to condensation.  More than just moist. The only man that's ever made me melt  before they even touch me. I'm trying to figure out how.  How did you do it. My whole life sex was never important. I hate  fluids. It never did to much for me. You found that spot that Noone looked for at all.. Ant NY body has never been so lifted.. sex with you feels like were on a private island a hammock holding each other. YOU make wanna crawl around dressed as a cop holding a whip. TAKE THE HANDCUFFS DADDY LETS PLAY.  MY SOUL calls you daddy and every breath. You broke me down. Not just sexually. But when u broke me down with all that good  Iove in your heart for me. Something  took over me. That Tom boy died. I wanted to be your every fantasy when I fell so deep. I moved out of the way and even shut up. I let you be the man. You gave me reason to let you. All you have to do is look at me  and you take my breath away. You bring me up to a boil. I want to queen your legacy💋💌

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