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She’s brewing like rich wine the older she gets her each added faceline my eyes satiates. She’s huing like violets purpling is her soul tho older she gets she's never too ole. She’s frothing like nectar honeying in core feels endless this affair I’m loving her more.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC
The older she gets
She’s brewing like rich wine the older she gets her each added faceline my eyes satiates. She’s huing like violets purpling is her soul tho older she gets she's never too ole. She’s frothing like nectar honeying in core feels endless this affair I’m loving her more.
pradip-chattopadhyay
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC
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