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By ~Harem~ Date: 2006 Jun 15 Comment on this Work [[2006.06.15.23.56.2704]] |
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Grazing my arm with a slither a hair like fawn desire Your tentacles slowly touch me setting my skin on fire A furry spider is what you are upon my silkened skin tarantula upon my spinal chord arousing desire within You play me like a cello a dry cool snake across my back stroking each follicle of senses I curl beneath your hand Coiling in each direction not a part of me you spare as a fly upon my surface drive me crazy - if you dare ~Harem~ ``````` |