A couple years back I met a couple who was with their cousin at hound dogs, we went back to your house across the street and kept the party going. You lived there with your man, and were so beautiful, you and I kept looking at each other and I could tell we were thinking the same thing. You and your cousin kept talking about how nice of a rack you had, and you loved that I was staring at it. As the night went on your cousin ended up back at my place for a bit, the whole time I was wishing it was you who came back with me!
Anyways, was just thinking about that night, and your eyes and physique, and a past party life, wondering if you were thinking about what I was thinking about.
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