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Just a thought
His cum lies light upon her chin:
It's drizzled right across her chest;
His damp cock shines as she begins
To clean it off between her breasts;
Is passion fading with the slaps
Of hisy prick on the hoyden's paps?
Just watch her as she licks and laps
The sperm he spilled around her lips;
One wonders if the wench might grace
More beds; translucent semen slips
Across her cheek; you could displace
This whore and pull her from the ground,
Then fuck her hard and whip her sound:
And mark her well-used pussy mound...
It's drizzled right across her chest;
His damp cock shines as she begins
To clean it off between her breasts;
Is passion fading with the slaps
Of hisy prick on the hoyden's paps?
Just watch her as she licks and laps
The sperm he spilled around her lips;
One wonders if the wench might grace
More beds; translucent semen slips
Across her cheek; you could displace
This whore and pull her from the ground,
Then fuck her hard and whip her sound:
And mark her well-used pussy mound...
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