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latasha anderson

(02/03/1991 / Detroit, MI)

Sex


Sex is passion
Sex is desire
Sex is hot
Sex is fire
Sex is fast
Sex is slow
Sex is to much for kids to know
Sex is pain
Sex is pleasure
Sex is warm no matter what type of wheather it's on
Sex is ambition trying to achieve a goal
Sex is enthusiasm interesting to the soul
Sex is wonderful
Sex is great
Sex is can be the strongest thing to make your back brake
So sex is not just a word it's somthing that people do
and before you have sex dont forget to strap up to.

Submitted: Monday, July 21, 2008

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