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Aug 2012
Shall my thin lips find the base of your co ck
Shall I linger a while playfu.l and demure
Shall the walls built between us fade a little more as the words purr
Whistling trees become silent in our connection
Staring at your face of the welcoming pleasure
So soon the wait will seem like time is still
and you will thank me for loving you so well
Lisa
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   Victoria Jennings and ---
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