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I am caressing her
pressing my face against
her slim black body...
My exploring finger touches
...

The fog rolls
over under and through,
hiding Black rocks.
It turns and tumbles
...

The news would have
given me the blues,
had I not been there
standing tall with a
...

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I am caressing her
pressing my face against
her slim black body...
My exploring finger touches
her motion button she
exposes the object of
my fevered passion...
Best picture I've
ever taken of a Rose.

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