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Coral Carter
Surely we are all mad people, and they "whom we think are, are not" The Revengers Tragedy
Thursday, May 21, 2009
cyber fuck
infected with loneliness
she fell
into the arms
of the flesh free
no strings attached
cyber fuck
cunt shaved
clit licked
wrists strapped
nipples nipped
bottom slapped
arse whipped
rimmed
and to the hilt
fucked
infected with loneliness
she fell
she fell
she fell
into the arms of the cyber fuck
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