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Snap, her innocence pops as&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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soft as pink bubblegum, there&amp;#39;s&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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no going back. The elasticity of emotion,&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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tight and then slack.&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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His grunting and groaning appals , excites&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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and scares her in equal measure. Shamus&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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steers his hardened body across&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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her youthful, &amp;nbsp;hourglass figure.&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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Shamus O&amp;#39;Hara, a gypsy carefree.&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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His morals as loose as her powder blue&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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knickers.&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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But it&amp;#39;s easy with black licquorice curls,&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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serpent green eyes and masculine horn,&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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to seduce the English rose with her charmed&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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innocence and racist thorns.&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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With the luck of the Iorish Shamus&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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takes pride in invading English territory.&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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Her virginity disappears in the dark&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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as she sighs, then moans estatically.&lt;/p&gt;<br />
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