at that your, unstartled completely, without
hesitation because hips
(an electric fire; inside me)
SPRings
to my lips
that fleetly depart
my face to be
where they are longing
to incise
the placid unhaired
of your
between thighs
velvet forever
notch
May 14, 2012
May 14, 2012 at 8:11 PM UTC
at that your, unstartled completely, without
hesitation because hips
(an electric fire; inside me)
SPRings
to my lips
that fleetly depart
my face to be
where they are longing
to incise
the placid unhaired
of your
between thighs
velvet forever
notch
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