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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #48 (His Fine Self)
Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #48 (His Fine Self)
His fine self
Had my heart bumping, thumping to the never ending thirst of his endless muscles that was rippling like the ocean waters beneath our feet touching every base of my body that had me longing for you to touch me all over my body because it aches for you and do you wanna reach for the never ending thirst fo...
Friday 2nd February 2018 3:25 am
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