Eyefuls Du Jour

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She's Kind To Shoe Salesmen By Showing Herself
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Nakedcraving
Nakedcraving
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EYEFULS DU JOUR

I give shoe salesmen a lift. 
I give them a view.
I give them a gift. 
They like it too.

I spread my knees
I let them see.
I give them a view,
And let them see me.

I give shoe salesmen 
A better life.
I give them things 
They don’t get from the wife.

I give beaver shots
And looks at my muff.
I give them all what
They can’t get enough.

I open my legs
And give them a look.
Then I get a charge
From the look that they took.

I don’t buy many pairs
Don’t need more shoes
I just get myself off
By giving out views.

I give shoe salesmen a show
And let them observe.
It does not take much,
But it takes a little nerve.

It just takes an interest
In showing my quim.
In exhibiting myself
To some interested him.

I give shoe salesmen a peek
At what I have got,
And I can just tell
They like it a lot.

I let them all see
Up under my skirts.
A few of them stare.
A few of them flirts.

I give them views,
Helping mental states.
I give them pleasure. 
I know how it rates.

I’m very sure.
I give them shots.
Visions du jour. 
They like it, lots.

Nakedcraving
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