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A Bench (and Legs)
It started with a bench and legs
Yours that is, tatted up
Did not think you were a dreg
Contrary! I thought, you were sexy, my dick up.
Yours that is, tatted up
Some may think your trash, I thought else
Contrary! I thought, you so sexy, dick went up
You invited me right then to your house.
Some may think you're trash, I thought else
You then encouraged me
You invited me right then to your house
Rubbed my chest, in ecstasy.
You then encouraged me
Did not think you were a dreg
Rubbed my chest, in ecstacy
It started with a bench and legs ....
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Yours that is, tatted up
Did not think you were a dreg
Contrary! I thought, you were sexy, my dick up.
Yours that is, tatted up
Some may think your trash, I thought else
Contrary! I thought, you so sexy, dick went up
You invited me right then to your house.
Some may think you're trash, I thought else
You then encouraged me
You invited me right then to your house
Rubbed my chest, in ecstasy.
You then encouraged me
Did not think you were a dreg
Rubbed my chest, in ecstacy
It started with a bench and legs ....
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Published 1st Jun 2018
Author's Note
A young woman feels sympathy for s 'Silver Fox' with no friends, social life or sex life. She cares. Deeply. And want to become his all three! She then shows him another side of life ....
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