cherry cheek'd
.
no doubt
i am he
lips
prepped
moist lust
wit
digits
hips
rock
rock
rock
nope
no rush
just
knock knock
rock
for yourn
mine
off thuh clock
anythink
whilst
i watch your's
flush
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2024
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