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Sep 2020
she had soft blonde hair
(down there),
******* with *******
so pink
they looked like candy
gum-drops,
a golden hoop
pierced one of the
folds of her *****,
a precious, perfect
short ****
of glistening blonde ***** hair,
crowned the view.

I kissed her there.

Wouldn't you?
Alexandra Eames
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Alexandra Eames  55/F/Pennsylvania
(55/F/Pennsylvania)   
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