The Dress

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The dress was perfect.

It was light and barely there and sexy as sin
and as I pulled it over my head and slipped it over my curves
it felt like he kissed me everywhere
ran his hands over every inch of my body
possessed me
claimed me as his.

And I wanted nothing more than to be owned.

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