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Feb 2018
Your hands ever at the ready
Poised to dive in to my warm delicious center
Your fingers breach and I envelop you
The onslaught begins
You grab at me in fervor
Until your hands just wont do
I await the warm welcome of your mouth
As you bury your face in my core
Slurping me up as fast as you can
Until every last ounce of me is inside you
The buzzer sounds
You are this years winner
Of the pie eating contest
******* girl **** reminds me of the pie eating contest in Stand By Me. That’s what prompted this.  Chick was going to town like a speed eater
Stumblebum Fumbletongue
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     Medusa, Rick and Johnny NoiΟ€
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