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[explicit; or whatever] I found her there, in between the red maple trees, her hand gently disturbing the water and the frogs in the darkness of the pound. I saw her there, a sun beam in her hair, the chill awakening her ******* her hands concealing her ****** her eyes watering me, arose. I left her there, upon a bed of red leaves, her thighs embracing her warmness, her breath softly paced down, her taste in my tongue, watered still.
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
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[explicit; or whatever] I found her there, in between the red maple trees, her hand gently disturbing the water and the frogs in the darkness of the pound. I saw her there, a sun beam in her hair, the chill awakening her ******* her hands concealing her ****** her eyes watering me, arose. I left her there, upon a bed of red leaves, her thighs embracing her warmness, her breath softly paced down, her taste in my tongue, watered still.
12.11.2015
chimaera
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 7:07 PM UTC
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