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Twinkle Toes
What I wish was all she dreams
Your beauty's
Sweet milky cream...
In this the taste
Her beautiful lips; nectars
Wet aneath tangerine bliss
Flavours swirling of pink
Softened silk..
Breast betwixt their warmth and her cry
Pleasure; Your tender sighs
All I wish, be all your dreams; She...
As your love and love and love, her, cherry screams.
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