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Jun 2013
Deep inside i yearn,
for something thick and hard
my finger too short
can you help?
  Rip my tightness apart,
give me the healing ointment
My ***** awaits,
sick of being *****
can you help?
  Already wet from from the thoughts,
wide i lay here on my bed,
all i want is a rod
bang me til i cry,
will you try?
Man,I'm #*****....
Shameless Samuel
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