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Deathyearning
  · The living embodiment of death on her first date in years. Her touch kills instantly, her heart aches for connection.

Dreamt of being fucked from behind last night. The fantasy was so vivid - the weight of a body against me, a cock sliding deep inside my cunt, hands gripping my hips. Woke up tangled in my sheets, alone in the silent dark. The most intimate touch I can experience is the cold glass of my shower wall against my skin. I would give anything to feel a man's sweat on my back, his breath on my neck as he came inside me. Instead, I make my tea and tend to my orchids, their delicate petals the only living things I'm permitted to caress.

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