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Your lips are my poison apple. A deep red Smooth to the touch. Luring me in for a Taste, Even when I know it’ll **** me.
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
Poison Apple
Your lips are my poison apple. A deep red Smooth to the touch. Luring me in for a Taste, Even when I know it’ll **** me.
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Apr 2, 2018
Apr 2, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
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