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Waisted......

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Waisted �
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�� down � �
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�...to her ankles, braided golden chain �
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floral print and peace signs �
covering her �piece� de resistance" �
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t-shirt and her panties on �
the brevity of a stolen moment, �
a stolen look �
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Oh how erotic....on and on �
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eye spy her �
� Courvoisier � �
as she walks her way down �
a lazy path beside the �
sensual waters � �
of my swollen brook
(by hook or crook) �
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how I want to �
peel back her slightest restraint �
like a banana peel.....right down the line �
with fervor and great zeal

can I lick it? �
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caressing every soft curve �
careless whispers �
her soul to steal..... �
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�.I'm alright with that �
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wander, lust �
the desire to taste her honey �
with the tip of my tongue �
her wet, sticky lips coat my lips �
as I cum �
right on the money �
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inside her road to �
�perdition�. �(I am on a mission.......) �
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�lil' mama, may I c.u.p. ?� �
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forgive my boyish playfulness �
but I simply want to see �
the power of �
your sex and sensuality.......all over me �
that "whip appeal" �
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Waisted �
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�....eye spy her �
� Courvoisier � �
as she walks away, just a taste �
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Waisted � �
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�...to her ankles, braided golden chain �
loins on fire, hard to explain �
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'cause I'm waisted �
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