“Touch..”

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I'm so in love with my body, every single crevice of my voluptuous being. The way butter glides upon my skin, ever so smoothly, embracing its richness within the wealth of me. I touch me all the time, it's hard to stop when the goodness of my essence is always in mind.

The softest exchange between the light contact of my roaming fingertips as they journey to their luxury southern home. I touch my stomach, excited to meet my breasts, pleased to know they're excited to see me back. I'm ready now, really always, I'll never tire of my touch.