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A Poem About my Tess
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TESS
The way you make me feel,
When you look into my eyes.
My head begins to reel,
As you touch my thighs.
You make it so much better,
The way you touch my heart.
I'm feeling so much wetter,
I know we'll never part.
The throbbing we are feeling,
I am sure will never end.
You'll soon have me squealing,
On that you can depend.
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Posted on : Apr 24, 2009
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