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Aug 2013
She never wore dresses
She never wore short shorts
I kissed her viciously on those dry lips and she complains of the pain but she can’t stop kissing me
Someone outside yells I need a smoke
I need one too
beautiful woman kissing smoking
John Beetle
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John Beetle  London On
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