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Exotic ladies flaunt their wares to joe publics wanten stares, 'They' do this to earn their crust 'They' do this out of lust. In the darkness of the narrow street the gawping public shuffle feet, The lights illuminate carnal pleasure while 'they' peruse at their leisure. Here is a woman drenched in red a female who works from her bed, How did she get here? Why does she stay there? A parade of cat and mouse at the seedy brothel house, Gestures of blazing desire fuel the burning ****** fire.
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Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 9:02 PM UTC
Amsterdam Red Light
Exotic ladies flaunt their wares to joe publics wanten stares, 'They' do this to earn their crust 'They' do this out of lust. In the darkness of the narrow street the gawping public shuffle feet, The lights illuminate carnal pleasure while 'they' peruse at their leisure. Here is a woman drenched in red a female who works from her bed, How did she get here? Why does she stay there? A parade of cat and mouse at the seedy brothel house, Gestures of blazing desire fuel the burning ****** fire.
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Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 9:02 PM UTC
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