Mmurder Breasts
Maybe it’s because I know how she tastes, maybe it’s because my paradise owns most of this passionate spirit I don’t know, but I do I’ll never be able to keep my eyes off of you or my imagination away from the inside of you. Four days I get ready in my mind and rehearse with my tongue. Never has not getting what I desire the most ever felt so good. I tasted her skin with my sixth sense, I cannot get satisfied without her Mmurder Magic. Her Breasts, i want!! I made love to them with my fingers over her shirt. Ever since then I’m slobbering to death. Let’s just say she was following dress code but her and I have a different code and it starts with 8873 and ends in what most likely will be. Yes please Mmurder meeee.
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