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Dec 2020
My tongue be rubbing all over your ****,
Then the rest of that ***** I kiss,
That morning bliss,
I wanna lick on her until she ****,
Where you going don't you run,
Your juices is what I want,
I wanna feel you and taste you,
Breakfast,lunch,dinner and dessert.
You're the only thing I have a appetite for,
You got the recipe for whatever I need,
No need to beg nor plead,
But you're the only thing I wanna eat,
My favorite thing to eat and please is you.
SHE GOT THE RECIPE FOR WHAT'S GOOD.
FAVORITE THING TO EAT.
GQ James
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GQ James  29/M/Atlanta, GA
(29/M/Atlanta, GA)   
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