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The Arc de Triomphe Position

Jeff
opened
his eyes and
saw Karen ride
his dude piston which
made him smile before he
sat up and sucked her jugs with
both hands on her bare back while he
kept on drilling her honey pot and
said "I'm glad the air conditioner broke."
Written by Green_Arrow
Published
Author's Note
I chose card number eight for this etheree poem in which something happens that makes one person be so glad that a certain appliance has broken down.
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