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I like to jump up and down sometimes, it makes my boobs feel like
squishy, soft moss, underfoot as I tread
carefully across the forest floor, I found myself looking into the calm waters of a pond. I looked at my reflection. It was
barely visible now, fading in the dark waters, my shoes sank to the bottom, and something was scraping my arm, but I didn't care
From the deep, a hand reached out
grabbed my manliness and gave it a jerk.
