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With lips that challenge the reddest of wines she drank from the cup that was offered, without question it was sweet. Sickly sweet and dark dark sugar, the colour of *** drips from her mouth, she wipes off the evidence with a snide smile, a knowing scorn. Almonds ground up and mixed into marzipan covering cakes, full of plump fruits soaked in brandy take a slice. You have your cake now eat it.
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
The Weapon Of Women
With lips that challenge the reddest of wines she drank from the cup that was offered, without question it was sweet. Sickly sweet and dark dark sugar, the colour of *** drips from her mouth, she wipes off the evidence with a snide smile, a knowing scorn. Almonds ground up and mixed into marzipan covering cakes, full of plump fruits soaked in brandy take a slice. You have your cake now eat it.
emmaelisabethwood
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Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 12:25 PM UTC
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