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you look a little lost drunk toylike demure stumbling doll pretty i peer you cutting through gnashing heaped throats i spy your gangling figure ungainly miniature legs tottering deftly sensual upon your hips         you slice stupidly through the tiny hot music and you look so eatable you look so nice and pristinely garbled perfect unkempt ***** pleasant uneasy i'll catch you by your languorous laxing limbs i'll ****** you from falling hard into the smarting wet floor i'll bring your feverish nonsense Redder mouth to mine and we'll do something perhaps hotter            something, perhaps, louder
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Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
you look a little lost drunk toylike demure
you look a little lost drunk toylike demure stumbling doll pretty i peer you cutting through gnashing heaped throats i spy your gangling figure ungainly miniature legs tottering deftly sensual upon your hips         you slice stupidly through the tiny hot music and you look so eatable you look so nice and pristinely garbled perfect unkempt ***** pleasant uneasy i'll catch you by your languorous laxing limbs i'll ****** you from falling hard into the smarting wet floor i'll bring your feverish nonsense Redder mouth to mine and we'll do something perhaps hotter            something, perhaps, louder
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Feb 24, 2012
Feb 24, 2012 at 4:32 PM UTC
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