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Tongue Spelunking

lets double check our gear heavy duty helmet topped with a light an underneath chin strap as well as a body harness check at least fifty yards of rope with ten pitons each and as many carabiners comfortable for one to carry check now gather round and take a look at where we're hoping to climb and yes i know we are known as spelunkers but this is more an orifice trip it seems there is some dissent about our descent i assure you some of these orifices are seemingly endless dangerous but satisfying so by a show of hands how many are we just me i see it's that way that no one truly wants to explore just to stay safe and do the usual two minutes in then out but i i'm going to give her a go simple foreplay in the shallows of her bellybutton surely to be taken in by the sheer awe of the unknown but a sense of fleshy familiarity yet not knowing the feeling of loneliness but that of being one

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Date: 5/17/2019 7:44:00 AM
I'm spelunked. Great write! I was a little scared on the descent. ;) xomo
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Jeff Connelly
Date: 5/17/2019 11:49:00 PM
Jajaja Maureen. Of course I had to give the bellybutton first; it's always forgotten. I'll let the reader's imagination take them to other orifices.

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