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Guys. Girl by the milk machine (I’d milk her machine) Fat stripes draped over trim curves— Slats of blue, white, blue, white Quietly surrendered to slender, silent Black at middle-thigh; And *I – **** [*Yeah dude her *** is big— If you’re* into that]
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Jan 6, 2012
Jan 6, 2012 at 2:11 AM UTC
In the dining hall
Guys. Girl by the milk machine (I’d milk her machine) Fat stripes draped over trim curves— Slats of blue, white, blue, white Quietly surrendered to slender, silent Black at middle-thigh; And *I – **** [*Yeah dude her *** is big— If you’re* into that]
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Jan 6, 2012
Jan 6, 2012 at 2:11 AM UTC
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