Tag: sex
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Skinflavour and wantsmell
She curtsies, not curtly Lot’s wife lookback, confirms that I’m observing The upward lurch of her shortest skirt, one deserving’s dessert. The muck-wit church of the blurted affection Determined me their prelate and rant selector. The unrisen dough of my unpresenting gift Fails to sustain me. Another secondhand gift For the woman whose eligible digit…
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Seating arrangements and event planning discussions for real adults
No sitting furniture required. She uses my face like a recliner, where else? My sinus bones are eroded like a cokehead’s, owing to her coccyx grinding She groans and fucks like only the lonely can If I’d written Eleanor Rigby, it would’ve included a depressing blowbang With yellow marigolds before and after, and cummed tissues…
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Her vagina was the saga-secreting wound in the back of a dying Valkyrie
Darker and dark those arts I practiced More brutal whips were cracked Until her latticed flank resembled the Nazarene’s back And still she came back She came and came and came, and drank All that came Lank days, greased straight In that post-beef languor Full sex no hang ups Had to leave sorry notes up…
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Dirty sex poem only wretched, toilet-tempered night ghouls could ever enjoy
Running rates trading posts would go crazy for Pedometer gains daily equivalent to four restless postmen’s range Smoking haze by acre, through societal change, post-dem USA Reading tracts of Rabelais and it makes more sense than Reddit takes. Got chambermaids, chambered eights Chambers made stately by shameful eighths Chambers made up, for anyone who wants…
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ECSTASY SHAG
She’s from Lusk and sucks me Loud doggy style, no hush, Puppy She wants it faster when I’m in her pussy She shouts mush, I’m not fussy Hole and a heartbeat, that’s enough Glutton for my nuts This is not a put on She runs the gamut Of things I dub smutty Back from the…
Alchemisland 