More Than One

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The first time I put this piece on and looked in the mirror,

I was powerless to stop my hands wandering, roving over the curves and slopes of my body.

I couldn’t believe it was me I was seeing.

I couldn’t believe the audaciously aroused expression on my own face,

When I saw myself in this new piece of lingerie.

Never had I wanted someone more than the one standing in front of me. I still want no one else more. I never knew it was possible to feel this way.

And I know it might seem weird as fuck to you, but sometimes I feel like I am my own secret crush. It makes me warm all over. It makes me want to touch myself.

Then I divide into more than one, and we end up making love until we are both howling and begging mercy from the ether

And each other.

โค๐Ÿ‘ฝxoxoxo๐Ÿ‘ฝโค

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