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Black Curves

Your going to love every curve of my body every shape of my thigh. I'm thick I'm blessed you'd love to caress this queen of desire though I'm sick and tired of the stress. How should I react to the world around me " Ay shawty let me grind". Peak into my mind and know that I carry the pain of love in my breast but still I digress and push on. And to talk about move on you'll soon know of the black curves, swerves, dips, and turns I have up and down, left to right, side to side, and night tonight I'm going to make some noise for my superior black, white, hispanic mamasita's or little mama's that have that god given thickness they try to get rid of don't put a lid on your body let it show let them know how beatiful your creator made you. Black curves Back curves Up curves Front curves Wouldn't you like to have some of my curves.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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