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Nyok Maker

Romance

Pillows Talk And Fight

Pillows Talk And Fight

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It was a cold comfortable night to have it off

She hugged and shower me with kisses

But realizing my hands on her mons

I heard her rustling something softly 

And we laid on our bed necking like kids

She wore a white and lovely nightdress


It's glossy and emotionally made

We played until we run mad at midnight 

When she set her head on my chest

Listening to the rhyming beat of my heart 

I was disabled cause all senses were out

I was like a statue cause dolly is movable

I thought it was real but a dream.


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