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Jul 8
I want everyone to see him
from that angle,
my two bell shaped petals engulfing him up to his nose
his hands groping at my large end
his tongue making my brown flesh glisten in the dim 6 o’clock evening
Written by
acacia  F/orbis
   Amanda Francis and G Alan Johnson
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