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The Summer Of Love

Giggling from the corner of, her bedroom... Gleam her eyes bare her breast tightly she grips Sister Maria's rosary, tearing the buttons from her convents White cotton dress virgins gazing at their beauty; twine reflections.. Sipping rose wine as she turns about to offer, her heart shaped glass.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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