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the fat **** there lay On the wall splayed between thighs open Without expression Except as art The beauty of figure Nature's whorish expression comes to life in this **** In pencil, or is it pen? Shocked ***** nether pressed into 80 pound bond Look, look away Move on, but look back watch her lips purse irises flicker and throats clear Fountains of youth never produced such blush In the markings of young women where bared ***** roam in Quieted approvals And not this shaft of derision Where ******* have put down and no one blinks an eye So raised are now the ***** and let's see where the room turns.
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
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the fat **** there lay On the wall splayed between thighs open Without expression Except as art The beauty of figure Nature's whorish expression comes to life in this **** In pencil, or is it pen? Shocked ***** nether pressed into 80 pound bond Look, look away Move on, but look back watch her lips purse irises flicker and throats clear Fountains of youth never produced such blush In the markings of young women where bared ***** roam in Quieted approvals And not this shaft of derision Where ******* have put down and no one blinks an eye So raised are now the ***** and let's see where the room turns.
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
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