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Breakfast At Gin's Place (...sunny side up)
…....mmm, breakfast at Calamity Gin's. What to eat this morning?
I think I'll have a.....
…....a nipple,
taut and erect
with a side of maple syrup
warm and dripping
down her tender breast
buds stick out like
hot sausage links
steaming hot,
pretty in pink
…..and my mouth waters
I have a taste for
something sweet
as I stare down her
long legs,
5 inch heels upon
silk stocking-ed feet
a hint of cream flows
from between her big ole
*purdee" thighs
I kiss her rose petal “lips”
as if her name was Chocolate Thai.....my oh my
her finest cuisine
always keeps me pleased
the purring of her *kitty*
keeps me down on my knees
....listenin'
spreading her bum wide
to show
that beautiful “pinkish-brown” smile
'tis my constant craving
can I kiss it there for just a little awhile?
…..I know this much is true
no one does breakfast like Calamity Gin do
( a little fudge please ) ;-p~
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