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Breakfast At Tiffiny's

Gazing up in anticipation at her moist as perfumed 
Soft lips pink petals glistening with, love's desirous dew..
Gliding slowly downward to meet my kiss; guiding palms her silk
Warmth caressing her breast squeezing my hips pulling me in, to her joy.  
                                                               

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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