Fragile

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Beautiful, young and fragile she was, like the first Spring flower, tender and craving for a pair of strong arms to hold her, to caress her, a Man to feed her lust and soothe her arousal. Weak and gentle, she loved to feel a Man's power, loved to feel this power turning gentle, still overwhelming, serving still controlling her fragile body.