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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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When my hand brushes your nipple, An electric shock runs between my legs And surprises me there. When my hand glides against The curve of ...
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I sit here in Falls Church, Va., about 8 miles from the White House in DC. In 3 hours El Cheeto, Fuckface von Clownstick, will be swor...

Beautiful moment!
ReplyDeleteViva Cuba!
ReplyDeleteThat is FANtastic!
ReplyDeleteThank you, E!
DeleteGreat picture ...
ReplyDeleteAll the best Jan
Cuba? Is she celebrating Fidel's death? :-)
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
The photo is two years old
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