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Mm… His Tongue Aimlessly Wandering Over My Poker Paradise

Love me tender
Mm... love me sweet
Where our souls unto the silken sheets as Heaven felt we shall greet
Kisse to my feverish skin like wine
As your lips slowly inching down
Taset me love, take me to paradise, as you've made love to me mind
Thrusting inside me deeper, and deeper pouring your soul inside me like he sands of time
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Published | Edited 26th Feb 2024
Author's Note
The best part about poker is there's no down side.

Samantha Bee
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