Last days of twenty six, covered in glitter and cum. His hands on my body, our long hair mixing like oil and sunshine, hands running up from hips to my tits, all over all over. I couldn’t stop smiling even if I wanted to. Pale skin bruises so easy, my pussy blooming like some pink vulnerable flower. The days of thinking of others while he’s inside me is over. Crazy love. Take it one day at a time. I used to be so heartless but now I’m just dumb.
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