He said “Miss, you’re so lovely, behind…
Better still, I’m delighted to find,
Now, when seen from in front…
Such pert tits, your sweet cunt…
May I touch it, perhaps? Would you mind?”
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He said “Miss, you’re so lovely, behind…
Better still, I’m delighted to find,
Now, when seen from in front…
Such pert tits, your sweet cunt…
May I touch it, perhaps? Would you mind?”