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Lusting Caviar
The quill is dry, aching mind
lusting Caviar twilight peignoir
pulling me down into the depths
of chatoyant green sable eyes
in poetic decadent intimacy
silken hair dark wet tongue
insanity's dementia
crawling up my back
lusting Caviar twilight peignoir
pulling me down into the depths
of chatoyant green sable eyes
in poetic decadent intimacy
silken hair dark wet tongue
insanity's dementia
crawling up my back
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