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Kinky Honey Skin


Virgin breasts
With pure black brown orbs,
Nipples heaven pointed,
Pure black brown lips
All covered in honey skin
Kinky;
Iced with advanced enhanced
Resolute octopus brains
What more could I want!

This ain't no flattery
I love the way you dance;
It's like the sound
Of your zipper in the
Strip tease:
There when pants are
Erased like pencil work on paper.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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