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The scent of a woman was not mine...
Welcome home darling.
Did you miss me?
Wish to dwell in dear love?
Touch my milklike skin.
Feel the ocean.
Lick my deepest.
Hear the starry choir.
Rip off this lace.
That keeps me imprisoned.
But beware of the enchantment.
For my eroticism is oblivion.
Old love lies deep you said.
Deeper shall be the wound between your legs......
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发表于 2012-2-6 20:44
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我去了你们都乐了 单口相声了 什么想说就说什么随性而来 于其大早上看着一张张紧绷无表情的脸 还不如多看看笑脸