The flick of your lick
so slick
Slithering your fingers in my warmth
down
south
as you slide my taste
<<< your taste >>>
inside of my
mouth
to our surprise
we're alive
Pleasure time
Summer time
You can’t break an alchemist 🤍 everything thrown simply becomes something to rise from & it’s funny how people can speak on you so bo...
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