Whispers Whimsical Wet Pussy .

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Prasa
Prasa
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Sweet nothings in sweet Pussy ;

I whispered something in the vicinity of your pussy’s aroma
And got that incredible hard on I’ve ever had still to date
The perfume of pussies is really made one huff and puff;
It is hard not to notice anything when one licking so
Delicious while in a heaven like sexual promiscuous;
My lips are full of honey still dripping from your pussy ;
Still trying to dry your hair free of erotic moisture;
Dipping my single hand makes you so horny;
But licking it leaves you hot and wettest;
All you are asking me is to lick, but there is no end
In sight so as to the stoppage of my dick;
I am eager to continue it in spite of it; because,
You are asking me to lick, suck and fuck into
Your wettest bushes; while still blushing and gasping
And your moans and humming are propelling me to
Start whisper sweet nothings in the
Sweetest pussy I’ve ever licked so far …!

Prasa .

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 11 years ago
Time to quit

Sorry man, I hate to break it to you, but you really can't write. I'm guessing that English is not your first language, so I have to give you credit for trying, but this is not good. Perhaps with more practice, you will improve, but right now, very few of your sentences make sense.

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