Taco Tuesday

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Left foot back
Right foot off the mat
It started off innocent
To do something to kill the time
She was my best friend before she went down on me
Before she kissed my inner thigh and let her gentle tongue run to my center
Before her lips kissed my clit like it was a long lost love she reunited with
Before I fully spread my legs open for her and let her taste me
Now, we are much more.
-Neon


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