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Mar 2016
When we make love,
her tongue recites
and brings to life
the sweetest of poetry
between my thighs,
just below my hips,
stumbling beautifully
from her cherry red lips.
Hayleigh
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Hayleigh  27/F/England
(27/F/England)   
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