Tru Sista
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CATEGORY
romance
Wind blows through the dark clouds
I can feel the breeze as it passes
my lips began to yearn
waiting for that special touch
shivers and screams haunt my body
my lips catches a drip of wetness and cashews began to flow
jerks of excitement
juices flowing
cashews bursting
oh how i can't wait to be licked again.....
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