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Dizzy Sixty Nine

She agreed I knew the position smelt, Assured we grappled at each others pelt I got the iced cup to crack and melt And she enlivened hardness I felt. On top she fans her awakened lust Down under I mouth the dripping thrust Grounded to roll and infuriate the crust Gurgles and suckles become a must. We break the barriers to flood and tame; Realigned numbers play the matching game.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 11/23/2009 3:35:00 AM
I enjoyed this write. A. W. Nutter www.freewebs.com/abcedit
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