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She grabbed me by the scruff of the beard, And said, “You gorgeous man, you!” I watched as she expressed herself, All busy hands and ******* in the late spring cold. All silver love and confidence, with her secret, seducing soul.
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Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 3:02 PM UTC
Silver Love
She grabbed me by the scruff of the beard, And said, “You gorgeous man, you!” I watched as she expressed herself, All busy hands and ******* in the late spring cold. All silver love and confidence, with her secret, seducing soul.
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Jun 1, 2013
Jun 1, 2013 at 3:02 PM UTC
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