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| gypsy ass |
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| by lara konesky |
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Her legs remained open, with the candy whore smile, says come one come all,
and her pretty gypsy ass makes marks on evening
she knows nothing but nothing but, the remains of the day
wrappers on the floor, the darkest tone to the voice of someone who was once embodied
she likes that guy that always visits...
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