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Twerk it, girl no no no more thinking smiles slightly tipsy no spine, all hips more tipsy like that, sir? Sure you do **** and fully aware shorts, just that, enough to make men blush flush and profusely excuse themselves overcome with instinct instead poor girl she wants the attention to be seen and not touched like a museum exhibit behind glass delicate, fragile, beautifully preserved butterfly dancing like a ***** respected like a scientist can't have it all actions become perception dancing like that you better get naked just as well, going to be late for class tomorrow call a cab this girl's good to go
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Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 9:59 PM UTC
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Twerk it, girl no no no more thinking smiles slightly tipsy no spine, all hips more tipsy like that, sir? Sure you do **** and fully aware shorts, just that, enough to make men blush flush and profusely excuse themselves overcome with instinct instead poor girl she wants the attention to be seen and not touched like a museum exhibit behind glass delicate, fragile, beautifully preserved butterfly dancing like a ***** respected like a scientist can't have it all actions become perception dancing like that you better get naked just as well, going to be late for class tomorrow call a cab this girl's good to go
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matalie-niller
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Jul 3, 2012
Jul 3, 2012 at 9:59 PM UTC
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