she was
s
p
eaking
a forest a
n
d
it ex
P
LO DED
! a mercury ankle flexed wings digital crunch of elated
cleating sunlight through the tiny between of slatted window treatments.
a vanilla of hot dreaming darkness. the best nothing. a fleeting
permanent second burning. and we climbed
into each others mouths our pink snakes tremendously. the air
was sweating jealous vanity of her. an aphrodite detonating in my
cotton ocean. 500 threadcount pleasure bashful sheets clamoring
beneath a writhing light of feminine stink.
what a splinter. in my flavor
it
loves well
and
i
Sep 27, 2010
Sep 27, 2010 at 12:10 PM UTC
she was
s
p
eaking
a forest a
n
d
it ex
P
LO DED
! a mercury ankle flexed wings digital crunch of elated
cleating sunlight through the tiny between of slatted window treatments.
a vanilla of hot dreaming darkness. the best nothing. a fleeting
permanent second burning. and we climbed
into each others mouths our pink snakes tremendously. the air
was sweating jealous vanity of her. an aphrodite detonating in my
cotton ocean. 500 threadcount pleasure bashful sheets clamoring
beneath a writhing light of feminine stink.
what a splinter. in my flavor
it
loves well
and
i
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