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Nov 2013
Iā€™m good at reading lips

the ones that hide behind zips

in the middle of the hips

Their taste has made me lick mine

the moans they cause sound divine

their absence makes me pine
Written by
Susan O'Reilly  F/Ireland
(F/Ireland)   
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