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Feb 2014
She is the apple of my eye,
her aura is the brighest shade of red,
such perfect symmetry,
smooth skin & so firm.

Here in my head,
I roll her around in my fingers,
she makes me squirm
& salivate in my mouth.
Her stem is sensitive,
her kiss deadly.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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