itch
oh it needs to be scratched
and teased
and ignored
and laughed at
and played with
and left to throb
and every so slowly eased
your itch
my itch
touch it touch it touch it
you know it, baby.
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3 comments:
Yes, I do. *wry grin*
Well then scratch away, dear Liras!
Angel :D
touch it touch it touch it...hot hot hot!
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