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Aug 2019
Blow..blow..blow
And a bottle of ***...
God i love to swallow your ***.
Deep..deep..deep to the back
of my throat...
Hope to god you make me choke.
Then you start to moan and whine...
I must admit it tastes sublime.
I love to shove it....
Shove it deep.
I love it when your knees go weak....
Babe....
Shove your **** as far as it goes....
Right until "there she blows"
Melissa Taylor
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Melissa Taylor  31/F/West midlands
(31/F/West midlands)   
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