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testicles weep
every day and night; or so it seems, i wish for cock; with haunting dreams. bob for bob; stroke for stroke,taking cock; down the throat.will the day come; where these glaring needs; forever quenched; by hot male seed.i've walked straight lines; marriage vows to keep,while fantacies riegn; my testicles weep.
Published 8th Dec 2012
| Edited 11th Dec 2012
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8th Dec 2012 9:33am
12th Dec 2012 9:44pm
yes they do xbow; i love the pictures that turn to mind games;i'm glad you took the time to comment. there seem to be a lot of reads but no feed back.
