visionaria: Think of me. Think of me tonight when you’re alone, touching yourself. Think of me, of my hand replacing yours, of my mouth. Think of how I want to be there with every fibre of my being. -Visionaria

visionaria: Think of me. Think of me tonight when you’re alone, touching yourself. Think of me, of my hand replacing yours, of my mouth. Think of how I want to be there with every fibre of my being. -Visionaria

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