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He Cums
Supple fingers explore
while whispers cross
his mind
He tells me his secrets
that rest behind
his eyes
When breathing can't
catch heartbeats
he cums
Smothered in clear
white rush of
his lust
while whispers cross
his mind
He tells me his secrets
that rest behind
his eyes
When breathing can't
catch heartbeats
he cums
Smothered in clear
white rush of
his lust
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