I love my Rastaman. He seems closer and closer and closer every day. And it feels good, great, awesome. When I'm going to sleep, he holds me close and I feel nothing could ever happen to me. I feel safe in his arms, I feel happy and I can see it in him too.
I feel aroused when he's kissing me, it's unbelievable how this happens. Because I am here, in my room, with him. And he is really here. All here. This can't possibly be bad. Waking up next to him makes my day go great. This is awesome!
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