𝐓 𝐖 𝐄 𝐍 𝐓 𝐘 𝐎 𝐍 𝐄
There was something about his smile,
It was different.
My lips would always temp to place
them against his.
I always wondered
"How soft his lips would be?"
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There was something about his smile,
It was different.
My lips would always temp to place
them against his.
I always wondered
"How soft his lips would be?"
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top