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"Throb: The second cumming...

The veined muscle stiffens like granite
How the hell can it not when it's awakened
Rousing the senses to the apex of want
Only desire is to feed on her wantonly
Better stop threatening the pussymeat slob...

Because, it's just not  right when it's hunger
makes it THROB...
Written by Poetikmind (_---_)
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