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Sweet Potato Pie
Note: Short erotic poem
I can't help it, I taste DAMMMNNNN good.
I wish you would tell me I didn't. Haha I got witnesses that would say otherwise, as they loooove to be between my thighs.
My nany is oh so sweetly devious, mischievous. Her heat exceeds the temp in the room...be prepared to meet your doom, as she is fierce...and pierced (wink)
I remember, one time, I had to taste my own fine wine, and once I did, I became instantly addicted!!
Taste like warm, sweet potato pie with just enough sugar to blow your mind!
Now everytime, I am blessed, I find myself obsessed with wanting to taste my finesse off those blessed faces that got to have a taste...lucky bastards! But it's ok, I'll ALWAYS have her...my own permanent dessert
My neverending supply of sweet potato pie...
I can't help it, I taste DAMMMNNNN good.
I wish you would tell me I didn't. Haha I got witnesses that would say otherwise, as they loooove to be between my thighs.
My nany is oh so sweetly devious, mischievous. Her heat exceeds the temp in the room...be prepared to meet your doom, as she is fierce...and pierced (wink)
I remember, one time, I had to taste my own fine wine, and once I did, I became instantly addicted!!
Taste like warm, sweet potato pie with just enough sugar to blow your mind!
Now everytime, I am blessed, I find myself obsessed with wanting to taste my finesse off those blessed faces that got to have a taste...lucky bastards! But it's ok, I'll ALWAYS have her...my own permanent dessert
My neverending supply of sweet potato pie...
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