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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...

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Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #15 {Hopeless Romantic}

{Diary Of The Southern Queen Entry #15 {Hopeless Romantic} 

 

 

His eyes sparked

a flame in me

that I thought 

wasdead 

His lips tasted

like the sweetest

? honey dew

melon brushing

against my lips

for the first time

each time he

would ? kiss

me 

His hair was

wavy that was

so soft against

my naked fleshy

skin 

His laughter

was like s...

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Baby No Hand's Needed

{Baby No Hand's Needed}

 

 

Baby no hands needed as I walk up on you then drop it to the floor in front of you while you are wanting to smack and grab my booty but I turn around saying no~no baby no hands needed as you are loving my rump shaker style because you are wylin on me while I'm dropping it like the newest stripper at the dance club classes shaking my salt shaker up and down rubb...

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