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Sep 2020
You stared at me, and I became rapt
in your magic, caressing the softest
parts of me until I could experience
your utter exquisiteness sifting in me
like slippery honey gliding down my throat.
Travis Green
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Travis Green  30/M/Middlesex, NC
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)   
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