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...................... Toscar Crash! Two red cells, Smash! Blood and teeth - Mash! Upper lip? Rash! ........... Boy In Barfly Oh yeah, like that - your tongue’s a feather Flamingo pink, Wet with weather, Drowning in the mouth of me. Cherry stems Locked together. ....... Aw. "Please?" "No". "But I -" "Go." "Just one kiss? I’ll make it quick!" **** off Arthur, you make me sick." ......... Photobooth Julia is on my knee, Grinding like a toy. Her hands are at the back of my neck And she says "Come on then, boy." and flicks *** ash at my lap. FLASH! ....... Jack I love the taste of your spit. I like it when you let it drip with me pinned beneath you like a doll, my mouth open like a **** letting you drown my crooked teeth letting you dribble your DNA down my bottleneck throat. ******* hell Jack! You are a terrible kisser...!) ....... Dee We’re both naked, But I don’t want to do anything but kiss you. Not right now, anyway. You’re so fragile, darling, And so small, And your mouth is the pink wax seal On the envelope of my life.
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Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
six kisses
...................... Toscar Crash! Two red cells, Smash! Blood and teeth - Mash! Upper lip? Rash! ........... Boy In Barfly Oh yeah, like that - your tongue’s a feather Flamingo pink, Wet with weather, Drowning in the mouth of me. Cherry stems Locked together. ....... Aw. "Please?" "No". "But I -" "Go." "Just one kiss? I’ll make it quick!" **** off Arthur, you make me sick." ......... Photobooth Julia is on my knee, Grinding like a toy. Her hands are at the back of my neck And she says "Come on then, boy." and flicks *** ash at my lap. FLASH! ....... Jack I love the taste of your spit. I like it when you let it drip with me pinned beneath you like a doll, my mouth open like a **** letting you drown my crooked teeth letting you dribble your DNA down my bottleneck throat. ******* hell Jack! You are a terrible kisser...!) ....... Dee We’re both naked, But I don’t want to do anything but kiss you. Not right now, anyway. You’re so fragile, darling, And so small, And your mouth is the pink wax seal On the envelope of my life.
just for the fun of it.
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Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 3:50 PM UTC
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