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He’s never good for mouth play, is only skin deep. Same old, same. His heart, his tongue, his sweat don’t come every night and day. Is the sweet smell worth it? I lie and wait, you pick and choose. But in the end, there is no I in her.
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Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
Waiting for the Coffee to Brew
He’s never good for mouth play, is only skin deep. Same old, same. His heart, his tongue, his sweat don’t come every night and day. Is the sweet smell worth it? I lie and wait, you pick and choose. But in the end, there is no I in her.
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21/F/Virginia Beach, VA
Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
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