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Divine Pleasure
To thy heart, allow love to be true
My skin you taste as silken carnal food
Lay me upon the bed
Hold my wrist and p-lace them over my head
Open the width of my thighs
Plam by cheeks and slide deep inside
Pounding my pussy with slip and slides
My skin you taste as silken carnal food
Lay me upon the bed
Hold my wrist and p-lace them over my head
Open the width of my thighs
Plam by cheeks and slide deep inside
Pounding my pussy with slip and slides
Published 30th Dec 2018
| Edited 4th Apr 2021
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Anonymous
30th Dec 2018 11:39am
I care very little of who you truly are? Your poetic words brush my soul into a water-colour piece of art, to be hung in the museum of my heart gallery. A Monet to the money to the cash of crashed cents.
30th Dec 2018 2:55pm
30th Dec 2018 2:39pm
well Cocoa you got my attention all up in a up roar tongue curled for scoping other members up right to dig with
sweet write
sweet write
30th Dec 2018 2:55pm
30th Dec 2018 2:39pm
well Cocoa you got my attention all up in a up roar tongue curled for scoping other members up right to dig with
sweet write
sweet write
Anonymous
- Edited 7th Sep 2022 7:45pm
30th Dec 2018 3:11pm
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30th Dec 2018 3:34pm
