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6 min 36 sec
I Feel Myself
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Artemesia, my green witch, so close you can breathe her. Sighing to take the oxygen from the room, lighting and feeding, a small fire deep inside her own body. Her hips are bells, circling so slowly it makes you want to beg. Artemesia, power from the earth and from the moon, feminine as centuries, as midnight dew, as fruit, heavy in free fall, yielding, unyielding, and pleased so pleased, with the depths of her own imminently satisfying pleasure.
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