ARTISTICALLY NASTY STILETTO SOLILOQUY IN MURPHY D
THE MUSIC FOR THIS SWIRL...
ALL I KNOW ABOUT THE MODEL IS THAT SHE IS JAMAICAN AND HER NAME IS LEANNE
I tend to find myself smitten by one thus as thee
Such a beautiful flower as thou dost groweth in the garden... Smitten am I.
Unwind for I as I spin a vivid stiletto soliloquy in Murphy D...
All over mind screen sociology dropped to the umpteenth degree..
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Thy art the ambrosia...
Thine art the implosion ...
The big bang in matter of grey...
Show me.
A sigh is released, a breath inhaled as I reel at the sight of your femininity...
The beautiful art of it all...
The cosmic implications and all the possibilities
A second as I catch glimpses of the fountain of human existence.
Such a magnificent flower doth bloom in the moonlight...
Petals that flutter in the breeze.
We.. you and I universally lingering in the spirals of our nappy hair...
Constellations and clusters...
Nebulae and supernovas...
We are as we be.
Show me.
Let the fruit hang from the branches of your tree...
Enticingly sweet and oh so juicy...
Smitten by the sight of stilettos and Africanity...
Thus art thee as we ride 4 inches high on the heels of all this primalinity.
Let me cum in... let me cum in...
