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You Can't Judge a Book by it's Cover

"When you open a book you never know what you'll find"

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I couldn't believe it, when I opened my eyes he was beneath me. He looked as I imagined, with chiseled abs and striking eyes. His large thick cock throbbed inside me. I moved in harmony to the sway of the poppies. I didn't want this to end. I wanted to savor every moment. He never said a word but his eyes glimmered with fire. He held my sweater and pulled me down as he released his essence in me. 

I screamed out and awoke in the poppy field. What a hazy dream.  He was back again on the book cover. 

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Written by TonyaL
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