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Little Brown Sugar

Little brown sugar was mighty fine.
Slender little girl with a nice behind.
Fruit was sweet just barely ripe.
She said, “Let’s bed down tonight.”

God, and what a night it was
Playing in her mound of fluffy fuzz.
Her little brown tits bounced overhead.
When she finished up I was close to dead.
Written by LostViking (Lost Viking)
Author's Note
Loved this little black lady I met in the city!
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