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Jan 11
I want to swirl
smoke rings up
your legs,
lick you all over
from the inside out,
and share a deep
and satisfying
nicotine fit.
Watch out for stranger danger in your messager. lol!

Purrrrr...
Written by
Monika Layke  F/Autumn & 62nd
(F/Autumn & 62nd)   
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