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one... fingertip he traced two... to lips he'll taste...wet three... caresses; trembled haste four... cradles softness, plump derriere five... covers breast tweaking, lingering there shuddering as tongue parts me, like a sweet eclair breathless; fingers entangled in hair he's says: baby, straddle thickness, love me right here...ahhhhh!!!! yes!!!
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Jun 29, 2012
Jun 29, 2012 at 1:56 AM UTC
Touched
one... fingertip he traced two... to lips he'll taste...wet three... caresses; trembled haste four... cradles softness, plump derriere five... covers breast tweaking, lingering there shuddering as tongue parts me, like a sweet eclair breathless; fingers entangled in hair he's says: baby, straddle thickness, love me right here...ahhhhh!!!! yes!!!
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Jun 29, 2012
Jun 29, 2012 at 1:56 AM UTC
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