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Blowing her father's flute

Sucking at a young age � � � � � �
Now she's old enough � � � � � �
To turn a new page � �
�� Living single � �
luxury feather pillows � � � � �
Keeps her private parts warm � � � � � �
Naked with happiness � � � � � �
No more young boys � � � � � �
Tire of blowing old men � � � � � �
Having trouble � � � � � �
Finding new friends � � � � � �
Blowing her father's flute � � � � � �
Is like eating the first apple fruit � � � � � �
Before adam and eve � � � � � �
No more �Acute stress � � � �
Loving the Statue-like Silence � � � � �
Beware of her nakedness � � � � � �
Blowing from a mystery lonely mind � � � � � �
She got something under her hidden sleeve � � � � �
Leather type bag replacing snakeskin � � � � �
Close your eyes and believe � � � � �
She's the only one innocent virgin

Written by Trome

Published 11th Feb 2018 | Edited 14th Feb 2018

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Re. Blowing her father's flute

Solomon_Song

11th Feb 2018 7:49pm

Picture made me think of this rhyming caption:

Just in her birthday suit,
Blowing her father's flute,
Legs crossed the fakir's way
On the grey duveted hay,
Arms part-cover her baps
While, snake-like, rise the straps.