When (and I do mean if) I ever submit and let my lover find me, it will look like we’re having a rave when I get that clap on light, everyone will know we’re fucking.
Not everyone’s reason for wanting a clap on are equal.
There are times when I stayed and I should have left. And there are times when I should have stayed, and still I left. There are times I ove...
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