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she tasted the sun the golden glow of the afternoon at the tip of her tongue, swirling, cavorting, inviting, exciting and he was the night constantly watching, yearning, whispering words only tricksters or corpses understood. but he wanted her oh, he did a sinful distraction that filled the void in his heart a bystander was not meant to interfere with the whales or empresses if one refused to receive permanent black eyes but the girl tasted like the sun the golden glow of the afternoon at the tip of his tongue, swirling, cavorting, inviting, exciting so he let himself succumbed
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
the void devours
she tasted the sun the golden glow of the afternoon at the tip of her tongue, swirling, cavorting, inviting, exciting and he was the night constantly watching, yearning, whispering words only tricksters or corpses understood. but he wanted her oh, he did a sinful distraction that filled the void in his heart a bystander was not meant to interfere with the whales or empresses if one refused to receive permanent black eyes but the girl tasted like the sun the golden glow of the afternoon at the tip of his tongue, swirling, cavorting, inviting, exciting so he let himself succumbed
basically inspired by emsider. enough said.
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diandra-pratama
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC
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