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Like pokies they stuck always out, never afraid To show that they were here to stay for all to see. A tattoo of a bow caressed her cleavage, the tattooist Even though not meaning rubbed pokies to much. Ending with a happy customer, a damp seat and a wet floor.
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Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 5:49 AM UTC
Pokies Little Bow
Like pokies they stuck always out, never afraid To show that they were here to stay for all to see. A tattoo of a bow caressed her cleavage, the tattooist Even though not meaning rubbed pokies to much. Ending with a happy customer, a damp seat and a wet floor.
Just being rude :)
#bow#cleavage#pokies
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Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 5:49 AM UTC
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