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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

‘‘Twas the night before Christmas

And all through the house.

Not a creature was stirring

Not even a mouse.

Her stockings were hung of the bed

With no care

And her knickers on the floor

When I passed her room

Seeing them there

I knew she was out

And could resist

So quietly stepped in

Not hanging around long

And picked up from the floor

Her tiny pink thong.

Freshly worn

That I could see

I lifted them high

So I could see

The marks of her naughtiness

The semen that had dried

Thinking of how she’d been fucked

That big cock slipping inside

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By *ondonFunTimesMan
over a year ago

Hampshire/Surrey

Nice

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