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Tanisha Jackland Dec 2015
I kissed you there
firm and wet.
You swelled in
the midnight hour.
And you swore I stopped time
with long crafted licks,
whispers upon your skin.
As I watched a million
peeks rise from your flesh,
I knew I found your secret spot.
Just a tad bit of naughty for you.

— The End —