hm
.
She pressed 'gainst mine
her pretty through hern mitts
followed mine length from
hips unto mine neck
whilst mine dukes gripped gently
her waist
her hips
la bamba
raced
Snap
click
shake
"Hey mister
the show is
over"
*okay...the spectator wuz
pipe dreaming ,)
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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