69A Poem by Saraa little spice?
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she paints her nails cherry red and sunday mornings i kiss her fingers the color sparking on my lips 69 icy blond with divinity she drinks champagne margaritas early in the afternoon her drunken smile sweet like the wings of a dove 69 my own lipstick lesbian prancing around in $500 manolos maxing out her credit card on cedar massages and lacy lingerie 69 late at night she kisses my tiny breasts then moves down down down distracting me from stephen king's latest with her skillful lapping tongue 69 later i catch the scent of her hair on my pillowcase "citrus blast" 69 her bottle of glitter lotion lays beside my toothbrush and when she runs out she steals my tampons 69 i call her "b***h" and she calls me "c**t" and then i suck her toes © 2011 SaraAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSaraDallas, TXAboutHi! I'm just a simple college student from Texas who enjoys storytelling in all its forms. I'm quite shy, so I find writing much easier than talking since I don't have to put up with my usual stutteri.. more..Writing
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