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Just desserts
Lace panties slide down off her thighs,
that spread to show what I'm after.
Her grin predicts once I've quaffed her,
the growl and bite that'll make her sighs
transform into squeals of laughter.
that spread to show what I'm after.
Her grin predicts once I've quaffed her,
the growl and bite that'll make her sighs
transform into squeals of laughter.
Published 9th Oct 2010
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