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She was the kind of woman, eyes that mesmerized Taking greater pleasures, from all her moans, and sighs Upon her clear seas, sailing Hands white, grasping railing My body and tongue, detailing, her honey sweet surprise
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 8:19 AM UTC
Goin there, again (Limerick)
She was the kind of woman, eyes that mesmerized Taking greater pleasures, from all her moans, and sighs Upon her clear seas, sailing Hands white, grasping railing My body and tongue, detailing, her honey sweet surprise
Sailing sailing, over the bounding mane No fetters and no chains, that simple, and that plain :D~
#tongue#limerick#adult#snarky
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 8:19 AM UTC
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