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I like coffee after morning *** After the unconscious caresses, the fleeting whimpers and moans, the stickiness that lingers between my thighs, the muddle of tangles that nests in my hair, coffee always tastes the best.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 7:16 PM UTC
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I like coffee after morning *** After the unconscious caresses, the fleeting whimpers and moans, the stickiness that lingers between my thighs, the muddle of tangles that nests in my hair, coffee always tastes the best.
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Jul 20, 2013
Jul 20, 2013 at 7:16 PM UTC
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