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The Halloween Necklace...
It was a string of beads, orange and black,
which called attention to her neck,
and soon brought on a nibble and a peck
up and down her newly naked back.
Thereafter soon I held her bosom fair,
with hands alert at her so nigh...
then they patrolled each welcoming thigh
or ran their fingers through her hair!
She knew my need before she even looked.
With a soft glance over her shoulder,
she had me, by her waist...fold her
forward as she neatly nooked
my hard core ardor in her hallowed place...
for a change of pace from face to face!
which called attention to her neck,
and soon brought on a nibble and a peck
up and down her newly naked back.
Thereafter soon I held her bosom fair,
with hands alert at her so nigh...
then they patrolled each welcoming thigh
or ran their fingers through her hair!
She knew my need before she even looked.
With a soft glance over her shoulder,
she had me, by her waist...fold her
forward as she neatly nooked
my hard core ardor in her hallowed place...
for a change of pace from face to face!
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