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Oct 2018
Her tattoos turn me on,
Her body refreshing like the dawn,
To her intimacy I am drawn,
Engulfed in her love I am her pawn,
Touching her as she likes her body sings a song,
My time is for her I will spend it long,
Her skin softer than fur
I am what she has on,
Meeting at the summit,
In her feminine embrace I submit.
Written by
Tru1  30/Philadelphia
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