Where to be? I smell a sweet moisty spot. Following my nose, finding you and gently I absorb your scents. Mmm this is you, your warm and swollen lips barely hiden in some black curly hair. A wet rose entrance to where I came from. Sticky memory, once I was One, indivisible member of the Fullness.As a matter of course I deliver my semen. And deep within me there is a notion: by this meeting a new Seeker will be drown out of the Fulness.
And me? I prefer to sleep now.
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