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Socks... The eloquence of his words were such, that it wasn't very long before I removed my panties I couldn't keep them on anyway, because the more he read his poetry, the more it made a liquid mess of me So I lit three candles and flicked them into a corner, revealing my excitement “Don't let that distract you,” I said, “Keep reading.” And I sat back on the settee, like a little American Indian in such a way, that my cunt could breath while he read his<b> poetry </font></b>“That's a bit of a distraction,” he said. He could see my glistening wet cunt in the candlelight; it was salivating like a hungry “Never mind that – just keep reading,” I said, “I'll fuck your socks off when your finished. I promise.” He kept reading. And I kept my promise. |
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