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Strawberry Kiss
I try to pretend
That I can still stand
But I can't
Now I'm open for you
Your tongue base to end
Parts me and I beg
Whimper soft
Your eyes on me like glue
Grunt as your feeding
Darting in slowly
And kneading
Both my breasts forcefully
You break all my rules
That sharp tip, your tool
And I bleed
Crashing waves of release.
That I can still stand
But I can't
Now I'm open for you
Your tongue base to end
Parts me and I beg
Whimper soft
Your eyes on me like glue
Grunt as your feeding
Darting in slowly
And kneading
Both my breasts forcefully
You break all my rules
That sharp tip, your tool
And I bleed
Crashing waves of release.
Published 16th Apr 2019
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16th Apr 2019 10:00am
16th Apr 2019 8:04pm
Anonymous
16th Apr 2019 4:44pm
Eating pussy, spreading those legs becoming apart...more than pleasure, akin to art!, one must admire the stroke! Yeah, like that!
16th Apr 2019 8:06pm
