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Nov 2024
911
Lipstick red,
your massive hips
bulge above supple feet,
as my finger gently traces
their obscene curve.
Anticipating that
provocative,
pulsing,
power,
perched
between your thick thighs,
I quickly enter you
and
I turn the key.
Skylark 12
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   Imran Islam and The Fool
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