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And when he finally comes up from between my legs to plant a kiss on my lips, he tastes of coffee and me. It’s a good thing I love coffee.
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
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And when he finally comes up from between my legs to plant a kiss on my lips, he tastes of coffee and me. It’s a good thing I love coffee.
*** love coffee
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 1:11 AM UTC
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