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honey stained lips maple syrup skin sticky to mine drizzled, warm, sleepy sunday mornings close, closer... i've always had a sweet tooth and maybe one day my teeth will be as rotten as she claims to be for now i sink them into her tender flesh, sweeter still, seductive saturday nights closer, closest... (juices dripping down my face i savor them like nothing else she's the sweetest fruit and just for me)
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Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 10:01 PM UTC
honey stained lips
honey stained lips maple syrup skin sticky to mine drizzled, warm, sleepy sunday mornings close, closer... i've always had a sweet tooth and maybe one day my teeth will be as rotten as she claims to be for now i sink them into her tender flesh, sweeter still, seductive saturday nights closer, closest... (juices dripping down my face i savor them like nothing else she's the sweetest fruit and just for me)
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Louisville, KY
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 10:01 PM UTC
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