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I see them stuck to their arses Almost wherever I go Poking above the back pocket Like the flesh a **** wants to show There's iPhones, Samsungs and others A new class-system of makers Vibrating right through their buttocks Steadily wetting their knickers I watched a girl on the bus once Clean one along her left thigh Slowly nearing her ***** The dirt in my mind heard her sigh As she made love to the **** pics To Tinder, Bumble and more The phone a pink flower in her hand That swiped right just like a *****
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Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 5:34 PM UTC
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I see them stuck to their arses Almost wherever I go Poking above the back pocket Like the flesh a **** wants to show There's iPhones, Samsungs and others A new class-system of makers Vibrating right through their buttocks Steadily wetting their knickers I watched a girl on the bus once Clean one along her left thigh Slowly nearing her ***** The dirt in my mind heard her sigh As she made love to the **** pics To Tinder, Bumble and more The phone a pink flower in her hand That swiped right just like a *****
david-bremner
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Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 5:34 PM UTC
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