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Blow Job Queen

She wore silver-golden rings, She drove the newest Ferrari, She was so incredibly scary That stuff from the labeled glam bliss Would still never help. Yet he paid for this. They said they were so in love! He loved her blow jobs with eyes closed As much as to hear her boast Her f--- was the best on the Earth. Asylums of **** Would pay for them both. She had sex and dough in her life, She called it a trifle of dwelling. However, she passed her excelling Blow skills to lame-practised mate whores. Why didn't he guess She just wanted more?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/5/2009 4:34:00 AM
Love it awesome write!
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Date: 8/5/2009 3:37:00 AM
Not to my taste but interesting and insightful. Sara
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