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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Have some original poetry
I feel a wiggle in my toes,
As the dewiness soaks his nose.
And I only notice now that,
He has lovely blue eyes
When his face is between my thighs.
Then he shoots a triumphant grin,
As the dim light glistens off his chin. |
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