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1 comments:

Bystander said...

Hawt, dear, it's been such a long time since you've suspended such elegant balls for us, that one couldn't help but inhale their luscious asscleft to indulge their implications. Did you get in there, Hawt, and steep yourself in sensory absorption, even at some cost of distraction from their pendant warmth? I must say, I did; but, moving on, the sucksome pods perfumed one's snorkeling nostrils one by one, each orb a swoon to suck within its satchel, transparent purseflesh slipping slickly as an oyster with its brine concealed within. Ah, but what's a siphone for, dear Hawt, if not to equalise diffusion as a spillage of infusion to our thirst, a burst of sweet profusion when contusion's done its worst? But I stray. I came to suckle testicles, and treat of their turbidity as penis of rigidity wouldst brew, without so much as sharing them as generously as you.

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