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Brown skin like coffee Lips sip in sensuous aroma. In brown porcelain, Fill my hands & explore my taste. Fill my lips With your brown skin. Inside my rough hands Dots of you remain I love how your body makes me feel Your mouth, your hands. All of you. Brown skin like coffee I hunger for the harvest of my tongue Against yours. Hot, yet warm to the touch Brown skin like coffee I love the stickiness you Leave behind
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 11:27 AM UTC
Without Sugar, Without Cream
Brown skin like coffee Lips sip in sensuous aroma. In brown porcelain, Fill my hands & explore my taste. Fill my lips With your brown skin. Inside my rough hands Dots of you remain I love how your body makes me feel Your mouth, your hands. All of you. Brown skin like coffee I hunger for the harvest of my tongue Against yours. Hot, yet warm to the touch Brown skin like coffee I love the stickiness you Leave behind
kewayne-wadley
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Jan 3, 2020
Jan 3, 2020 at 11:27 AM UTC
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