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"When I opened the door my butterflies got there own butterflies. Those gray eyes had to be magic. Those gray eyes made my legs shake and those perfect lips made my mouth want to touch his. Just thinking of him make my metal hart drown and roast in deep water. I can't get up, but it feels so good."
Thats how every girl want to feel, but it's hard.
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