The Way to Your Blackest Blackberry

I haven't lost myself in a soft plush rump for quite some time.

I think I may be about to lose my mind.

I need to turn up the kink to turn down the think.

So I can’t breathe except for the sting of steam streaming from her wet dream.

Delving into the plush pillows of her rump.

Excavating the padding with my nose.

Resting my troubles on her laurels and writing her in my lores.

Then we speak in folklore about how she enjoys welcoming me home.

A cub to her cougar.

Show me the way through the mulberry bush to your blackest blackberry.

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