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Nip
By the softest tug upon her robe
One tender breast slowly exposed
And there upon her rosy tip
I lay a gentle longing kiss
I look to see her eyes alight
And hear her whisper:
How about you bite?
One tender breast slowly exposed
And there upon her rosy tip
I lay a gentle longing kiss
I look to see her eyes alight
And hear her whisper:
How about you bite?
Published 1st Nov 2022
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