04-02-2022, 09:31 PM
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#287
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The Classic Dylan Staples
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Originally Posted by Jordan
I'd love to meet her after hours at the hotel bar. She's had a few, her guard lowered. Desperate for something young a viral to ride, she makes eye contact with me. Without speaking, we make plans to meet later that night.
We make love, we never speak a word. Passion and betrayal, excitement fulfilment our hearts flutter for a moment before I leave silently with a stride of pride.
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