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Apr 2020
I love mouthing off to you;
                        I can taste you,
                            allow me to tip you,
                            as I lick you,
                            you drip too,
                            and leak through,
                            like thick drool,
                            one drop at a time,
                            I feel you.
Written by
Styles  NYC
     Heather, PS and Indeed
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