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Sitting sitting on the stairs Clogged up stuffy mucus hairs Summer heat and summer wet Can’t move or think or wake up yet
I want to see what you can write my creative gurls <3
Post number #1024231, ID: 626bd1
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Sitting bouncing on the dicks Clogged up stuffy buttcheek pairs Cummer meat drowning in bed Can’t swim girth too thick lets have sex
I want to sex what you can sex my creative sex <3
Post number #1024243, ID: 7682bc
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It was all a dream I used to read shojo beat magazine Nichijou and Haruhi up on my TV screen
Post number #1024256, ID: 626bd1
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I had all the cream I was used beet red in solo MAGA scene chee-chees blue and part-two white covered shmup IV machine
Post number #1024273, ID: f4cfab
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Roses are red Violets are blue Poems are gay and so are you~ <3
Post number #1024277, ID: 626bd1
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Primitive and wild Ferocious and feral Cum in me as much as you want I am already sterile~ <3
Post number #1024285, ID: 086b61
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Long nights, lights in the dark Spirits take flight, seeking ancients Long nights, but you're bright in the dark Things will turn right, have patience
Post number #1024289, ID: 626bd1
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Life is too short, to waste such a long dick Edges snakes' height, overconsumptious Life is too short, but my face on your dick Strokes will build might, all nutritious
Post number #1024343, ID: 552612
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Poems cute from all my girls Through my head with leaps and twirls Each word is my tasty treat With my coffee words so sweet
Thank you all! Some were really Cockeysville l good, and I enjoyed everything written!
Post number #1024344, ID: 552612
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Really good fucking autocorrect
Post number #1024357, ID: 900103
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in shadows deep where secrets sleep the isopod lives with armor tough it shields its form a cautious guardian through night and storm yet when the dusk or darkness sweeps it glows like sparks
Post number #1024434, ID: dced0b
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in shadows deep where secrets sleep, in dungeon creeps shares moans and weeps. the isopod lives, the sex god gives. with armor tough it shields its form, with foreskin buff it wraps its core. a cautious guardian through night and storm, a licentious podium delights labias doors. yet when the dusk or darkness sweeps, wet when the musk of juices seeps, it glows like sparks. clit shows its parts.
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| Sitting sitting on the stairs
Clogged up stuffy mucus hairs
Summer heat and summer wet
Can’t move or think or wake up yet
I want to see what you can write my creative gurls <3