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CUMOHOLIC
As we go over the edge
at passion's point 69;
your mouth is filled
with my hot nectar
from my soul, as my
mouth drinks in the
flow from your flooding
chamber; then we move
to mix the nectars in
a deep kiss creating
a cum coctail, that
intoxicates us even more
as we savor the taste
of the pleasure that
has make a cumoholic
out of us. We have
no desire to be cured.
at passion's point 69;
your mouth is filled
with my hot nectar
from my soul, as my
mouth drinks in the
flow from your flooding
chamber; then we move
to mix the nectars in
a deep kiss creating
a cum coctail, that
intoxicates us even more
as we savor the taste
of the pleasure that
has make a cumoholic
out of us. We have
no desire to be cured.
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