Gay Smoking Azuki Kurenai - Slave Polla
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#28928 - Hand in hand we ran back outside, Like teenagers on a date, Both knowing there was more to come, An inescapable fate. As we danced away the evening, Generating a lover’s heat, Once again our gazes locked, And our eyes again did meet. In a little while our dinner is served, Everything is just right, Again I notice how lovely you look, In the soft candlelight.
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