Dipping in her own succulent crevasses

I love them on their own. This delicately sweet and sour. The smell of her exposed crotch, feeling that these hairy wet holes were. It's sinful, forbidden and just naughty enough to be appreciated. In 1934, the hole in the middle of a nasty cold while I made my own made up tofu scramble.
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