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Pomegranate lips He shook my hips Bite his mouth And he went south A little amused Submissive, abused His taste was **** But he had my heart Ripped my clothes- To the panties,with bows Then molded to him To whisper every whim Pinned me to the bed I quite lost my head Ran a finger over my thigh Wait.pause.breath.then sigh
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Feb 6, 2011
Feb 6, 2011 at 4:13 PM UTC
Pomegrante Lips
Pomegranate lips He shook my hips Bite his mouth And he went south A little amused Submissive, abused His taste was **** But he had my heart Ripped my clothes- To the panties,with bows Then molded to him To whisper every whim Pinned me to the bed I quite lost my head Ran a finger over my thigh Wait.pause.breath.then sigh
jordon
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Feb 6, 2011
Feb 6, 2011 at 4:13 PM UTC
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