from the delightful pinch of your waist
is effused the mauling senility of your
forgetting smell
(which like cudgels' dozing blows
wreak the apt obliteration
of my normally conscience
)
and i'm a can'thelpit
but kiss dubiously
pressing down
the quake of
your
ecstatically
expecting stomach
(at when reaches
the ultimate cusp
of your brimming
ecstasy pulpit
my deft oral precisely
)
Jan 22, 2012
Jan 22, 2012 at 9:58 PM UTC
from the delightful pinch of your waist
is effused the mauling senility of your
forgetting smell
(which like cudgels' dozing blows
wreak the apt obliteration
of my normally conscience
)
and i'm a can'thelpit
but kiss dubiously
pressing down
the quake of
your
ecstatically
expecting stomach
(at when reaches
the ultimate cusp
of your brimming
ecstasy pulpit
my deft oral precisely
)
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