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They take off their shirts for each other
but none reach out. Each sagging tit
reminds them of their own, how they
burn to be touched. And when they
are all completely nude none look
away. They hate each hairy c**t
and their fingers tingle toward the tight mass
throbbing in their own breasts.
- by Thunderkunt |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/08/2008 |
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- Title: in a room where women come and
- Artist: Thunderkunt
- Description: sweet girl on girl
- Date: 09/08/2008
- Tags: room where women come
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- Fay Visage - 04/02/2012
- HAHAHAHAHA..... thunderkunt......heh....
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