<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[Life, the Obstacle Course]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[https://lifetheobstaclecourse.wordpress.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[taurusingemini]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://lifetheobstaclecourse.wordpress.com/author/taurusingemini/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[She Dreamed of Cotton&nbsp;Candy&#8230;]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p align="center"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">She closed her eyes, and dreamed of cotton candy, soft, fluffy, sweet, and it feels good, as she’d, licked it off her lips…</span></span></p>
<p align="center"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">She dreamed of cotton candy, that her mommy’s boyfriend always, took her to get, every time he’d come over, to babysit her, while her mama worked the late shifts. </span></span></p>
<p align="center"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">hush, love&#8230;<img src="https://lifetheobstaclecourse.files.wordpress.com/2019/04/40c3e-1_cvivz1736vrgep_4ybobw.jpeg" alt="查看來源圖片" /></span></span><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">from online&#8230;</span></span></p>
<p align="center"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">She dreamed of cotton candy, it was, so soft, so fluffy, just like how he used to plant those kisses on her childish body, and surely enough, he’d had, many ERECTIONS with her, in fact, she’d gotten him hard, REAL hard, than her mama ever could…</span></span></p>
<p align="center"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">And, she grew up by the day, and became, more and more attractive, and, she’d learned to get the guys attention, by dressing herself up in those see-through blouses, and mini-skirts, ‘cuz that was what her mother’s boyfriends made her put on when they played “dress up” with her.</span></span></p>
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<p align="center"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">She dreamed of cotton candy, and this time, it got stiff, hard, and it’d, hurt her inside.  She flew into a wide-eyed panic suddenly, but it was too late, he’d already, gotten his ways with her, and her mama never even knew………………</span></span></p>
<p align="center"><span lang="EN-US" style="margin:0;font-family:'Lucida Handwriting';"><span style="color:#000000;">And, cotton candy became, her worst nightmare ever since.</span></span></p>
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