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like thighs                    (shes got 'em) them thick as ******* thighs all skin and creamy and the backs o' her knees taste so good                       (like sugar shes got 'em) and that dark little spider web o' ink shes got coming up her shoulders out over her clavicles shes got her neat little muscles under it all bunching and loosing muscles when she's (head down biting 300 thread count) her hands don't lie gripping and grabbing snaring sheets and,                                              ,                                                                                  ,
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Oct 5, 2011
Oct 5, 2011 at 4:02 PM UTC
like thighs
like thighs                    (shes got 'em) them thick as ******* thighs all skin and creamy and the backs o' her knees taste so good                       (like sugar shes got 'em) and that dark little spider web o' ink shes got coming up her shoulders out over her clavicles shes got her neat little muscles under it all bunching and loosing muscles when she's (head down biting 300 thread count) her hands don't lie gripping and grabbing snaring sheets and,                                              ,                                                                                  ,
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Oct 5, 2011
Oct 5, 2011 at 4:02 PM UTC
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