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My Life in the Trenches
Contributed by
Wannabe
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Friday, 15th July 2005 @ 10:24:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
DreamsandWishes
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My life in the trenches
Was spent without the wenches
For whom I did long
As Id hum some familiar song
And now Id like to say
That I missed you every day
You fine little *****
In you tight leather stitches
So tight I could taste
Whats below your waist
With little more than a jiggle
Of your luscious middle
And lets not forget
Or Ill live to regret
That bountiful bosom
Oh, how I want some
Even while Im dreaming
Youve got my body steamin
For a bit of that nectar
Thats become but a specter
Copyright ©
Wannabe
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2005-07-15 22:24:14]
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Re: My Life in the Trenches
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by shelby on
Friday, 15th July 2005 @ 10:40:29 PM AEST
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woawwwww thats pure steam and I live in the desert lol great job
Michelle |
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Re: My Life in the Trenches
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by bernard on
Saturday, 16th July 2005 @ 04:23:09 AM AEST
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| Wow hot stuff. I hope the cravings did not last too long LOLs bernard. |
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