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He wears a boa constrictor draped like an conversation lounging across his neck Slithering across his serpent tattoos, pacing itself idly along his ****** trek Serpents tongues caressing his skin pleasure the price he pays Mayan calendars written in black marking his long long days Winking their smiles upon his fine *** as he begins to sway The ladies gasp when flesh is revealed as the night he dances away Strong legs vibrate along with the drums the music held so very taut And all must wonder.. just what magic it is the tattoos have taken and wrought
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 10:23 AM UTC
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He wears a boa constrictor draped like an conversation lounging across his neck Slithering across his serpent tattoos, pacing itself idly along his ****** trek Serpents tongues caressing his skin pleasure the price he pays Mayan calendars written in black marking his long long days Winking their smiles upon his fine *** as he begins to sway The ladies gasp when flesh is revealed as the night he dances away Strong legs vibrate along with the drums the music held so very taut And all must wonder.. just what magic it is the tattoos have taken and wrought
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Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 10:23 AM UTC
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