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Jun 2018
Oh Loo, sweet loo.

How I long for you.
After my morning coffee,
When my gut starts to move.

Oh loo how I long for you.

As I sit on your plush covered seat,
to take a morning poo.
I notice that you are so sweet,
waiting for my number two.
Oh loo how I long for you
jesse packard
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jesse packard  31/M/Rainier, Oregon
(31/M/Rainier, Oregon)   
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