The Pearls of Her Purity
Gliding and melding and quivering aneath these....
Pastels joyful watermark moans; softened thighs entwined amid
Time's rapture be ecstasies, mating hearts; melting, deeper as deeper
Into their velvet lips this light that ever glows ? Flowing freely his rivers yes Placids...............Paradise our love, in toto to never part; the pearls of her purity.
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