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Your thighs taste like my lipstick and your sin Remnants of your perfume still clings to you You knew **** well that I’d be lost in you tonight
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Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
I’m a willing fool
Your thighs taste like my lipstick and your sin Remnants of your perfume still clings to you You knew **** well that I’d be lost in you tonight
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Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
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